E. Honda's Concern Lyrics

a fat man like me has got job opportunities
like you wouldn't believe.
the local cafe has been callin' me every day.
they want me to work while i'm here.
my passport is fake but my thai food's first rate, y'all - take a b***...
i'm here on a mission to put you out of commission
and i got a license to kill.
your mind'll fill with doubt as i hoo-hooey your brains out
you're not as big as you think
you'll be on the run before the fighting's begun
stick a fork in you, you're done.

that's e. honda's concern.
one of these days you'll learn.
you think you got it all figured out,
well you can go on thinkin' whilst i knock you the f*** out
chun li! go home! we've got this under control!
this ain't your beat, it's a matter for interpol.
chun li! go home, we've got this under control!
this ain't your beef, it's a matter for interpol.
that's e. honda's concern.
you've got a lot left to learn.
as fighters go well, you're not all that bad
but your rapid kick ain't quite as rapid as my jab.

i'm a fighter! i'm not child, so you can't stop me!
and i'm stronger than you, so don't you try and tell me what to do!

THAT'S E. HONDA'S CONCERN!