Legend of the Liquid Sword

[Verse 1: GZA] Who won the covenant role, based on a nationwide poll? For the grip tales told and rap scrolls Perfect pitch for language that's built within Where half the rap ink couldn't hold my pen Meanin' when emcees 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 tank and research labs 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 (Yeah, yeah...) They hunt, for the skin, flesh, the blood, and bones In front, want to impress with studdes stones [Hook: 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's" 4th Chamber and the Shadowboxin' too That Nigga be the GZA from Wu And if you don't know About the pyroclastic flow Hotter than the spark that made it blow You better recognize, recognize.... [Verse Two: GZA] My U-N-I-verse run like clockworks 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 by immense Gravity that's gone mad, clouds of dust and debris Moving at colossal speeds, they crush an emcee 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 (Yeah, yeah...) Meaning the con-tracts manifestly work The hitman for hire, weapon in his hand he lurks Inspite 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 (Well) Surprisingly, as we marched lively with great size and degree 'Til it spread widely [Hook]