Текст песни GZA f Anthony Allen - Legend of the Liquid Sword
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[Verse 1: GZA]Who won the covenant role, based on a nationwide poll?For the grip tells told and rap scrollsPerfect pitch for language that`s built withinWhere half the rap ink couldn`t hold my penMeanin` When Emcees Came, To Live Out The NameThey signed the documents with the, blood of the slainFar removed from this hip hop life off courseBut the confidence and resilience was never lostIn the think tank and research labs I laid tracksSeen work rule my life but it never broke my backDestiny forever shake from the events to comeFrom the (?) and the chemical contents of the sunA solid gold figure with a verse that glittersUntil the platinum beat comes increasingly bitterThey joined in a likely alliance with the restSchemin` with unsuccessful in a zealous QuestWe all see, with a degree of certaintyWho the fake, cowardly cats behind the curtains be,(Yeah, yeah...)They hunt, for the skin, flesh, the blood, and bonesIn front, want to impress with studdes stones[Chorus: Anthony Allen]Now who`s the man who brought you the Legend of the Liquid Sword?Rap critics say "Damn" you`re sick with your`s4th Chamber and the Shadowboxin` tooThat Nigga be the GZA from WuAnd if you odn`t knowAbout the piroclastic flowHotter than the spark that made it blowYou better recognize, recognize....[Verse Two: GZA]Why U-N-I-verse run like clock works forever?Words pulled together, sudden change in the weatherThe nature and the scale of events don`t make senseA story with no warnin` you`re drawn in, environmentsGravity that`s gone mad, clouds of dust and debreeMoving at colossal speeds, they crush an emceeSince this rap region is heavily packed with starsInternal mirror in the telescope, noticed the CzarFrom far away, they blink as the lightnin` strolledGreat distance of space between precise globesThat travel in a circle of orderLike the tape in your cassette recorder filled with cult for slaughter(Yeah, yeah...)Meaning the con-tracts manifestly workThe hitman for hire, weapon in his hand he lurksInspite of the strange appearance he laid a clearanceon his target through a crowded marketNo interferenceThe microphone left on the scene without a serialEvidence consistent with organic material (Well)Surprisingly, as we marched lively with great size and degreeTill it spread widely[Chorus]