Legend Of The Liquid Sword Lyrics - The Genius Gza

Who won the covenant role, based on a nationwide poll? 

For the grip tells told and rap scrolls 

Perfect pitch for language that's built within 

Where half the rap ink couldn't hold my pen 

Meanin' when MC's came, to live out the name 

They signed the documents with the, blood of the slain 

Far removed from this hip hop life, off course 

But the confidence and resilience was never lost 

In the think thank and research lab, I laid tracks 

Seen work rule my life but it never broke my back 

Destiny forever shake from the events to come 

From the father and the chemical contents of the sun 

A solid gold figure with a verse that glitters 

Until the platinum beat comes increasingly bitter 

They joined in a likely alliance with the rest 

Schemin' with unsuccessful in a zealous quest 

We all see, with a degree of certainty 

Who the fake, cowardly cats behind the curtains be 

They hunt, for the skin, flesh, the blood, and bones 

In front, want to impress with studded stones 

Now who's the man who brought you the legend of the liquid swords? 

Rap critics say 'Damn' you're sick with yours' 

4th chamber and the shadowboxin' too 

That nigga be the GZA from Wu 

And if you don't know 

About the piroclastic flow 

Hotter than the spark that made it blow 

You better recognize, recognize 

Why U-N-I-verse run like clock works forever? 

Words pulled together, sudden change in the weather 

The nature and the scale of events don't make sense 

A storm with no warnin' you're drawn in, environments 

Gravity that's gone mad, clouds of dust and debris 

Moving at colossal speeds, they crush an MC 

Since this rap region is heavily packed with stars 

Internal mirror in the telescope, noticed the Czar 

From far away, they blink as the lightnin' strolled 

Great distance of space between precise globes 

That travel in a circle of order 

Like the tape in your cassette recorder 

Filled with cult for slaughter 

Meaning the contracts manifestly work 

The hitman for hire, weapon in his hand he lurks 

In spite of the strange appearance he laid a clearance 

On his target through a crowded market no interference 

The microphone left on the scene without a serial 

Evidence consistent with organic material 

Surprisingly, as we marched lively with great size and degree 

Till it spread widely 

Now who's the man who brought you the legend of the liquid swords? 

Rap critics say 'Damn' you're sick with yours' 

4th chamber and the shadowboxin' too 

That nigga be the GZA from Wu 

And if you don't know 

About the piroclastic flow 

Hotter than the spark that made it blow 

You better recognize, recognize 

Yeah, yeah, GZA, yeah