מילים לשיר Liquid Swords – Gza

Intro One: (not included on 7") When I was little. my father was famous.
He was the greatest samand he was the Shogun's decapitator.
He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirtyIt was a bad time for the empire.
The Shogun just stayed inside his castle People said his brain was infected by DEVILS.
My father would come home Maybe that was the problem.
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him.
Then, one night. the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house.
They were supposed to kill my father. but they didn't.
That was the night everything changed
Intro Two: RZA See, sometimes.
You gotta flash em back
Y'all know where it came from
See niggaz don't know where this shit started
We bounce, yo
I'm sayin we gonna take y'all back to the source When the MC's came, to live our their name
And to perform (forrrrm)
with before Pete RockSome had, to snort cocaine (caiiinnne) to act insane (sannne)
that the mental plane (plaaanne) to spark the brain (brainnn)
with the building to be born
Yo RZA flip the track with the what to gut Check em check chicka icka etta UHH Verse One:
In mic fights I swing swords and cut clown
Fake niggaz get flipped
I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
Shit is too swift to bite you record and write it down
But it was yo out the shop stolen art
on some wild out shit, to insert a fiend
Catch a swollen heart from not rollin smart
Shit's played, like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards are dealt
With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
that attack, the micI represent from midnight to high noon
I don't waste ink, nigga I think
I drop megaton BOMBS more faster than you blink
Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of weed
Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed
Turn that shit up, my "Clan in Da Front" want it
Only under one circumstance is if I'm blunted Verse Two:
But when I swing my swords they all choppable
I'm on a Mission, that niggaz say is Impossible I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper
Cause niggaz styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers
Child educator, plus head amputator
Lyrics are weak, like clock radio speakers
Don't even stop in my station and attack
What the fuck for?Down by low, I make law
while your plan failed, hit the rail, like Amtrak
round the clock, that state pen time check it
I be justice, I sentence that ass two to four
With the pens I be stickin but you can't stick to crime
Came through with the Wu, slid off on the DL
I'm low(when the MC's.) Now come aboard, it's Medina bound
Enter the chamber, and it's a whole different sound
It's a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel
So deep it's picked up on radios in tunnels
Niggaz are fascinated how the shit begin
Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your skin.