Liquid Swords

When I was little, my father was famous

He was the greatest samurai in the empire

And he was the Shogun's decapitator

He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one lords

It was a bad time for the empire

The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out

People said his brain was infected by devils

My father would come home, he would forget about the killings

He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him

Maybe that was the problem

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

See, sometimes, you gotta flash 'em back

See, **** don't know where this shit started

Y'all know where it came from

I'm sayin', we gon' take y'all back to the source through knowledge, yo

When the MCs came to live out the name

And to perform, some had

To snort cocaine, to act insane

Before he rocked it on

Now gone off the mental plane to spark the brain

With the building to be born

Yo, RZA flip the track with the what to cut

Fake **** get flipped in mic fights

I swing swords and cut clowns

Shit is too swift to bite, you record and write it down

I flow like the blood on a murder scene

Like a syringe, on some wild-out shit to insert a fiend

But it was your op' to shop stolen art

Catch a swollen heart from not rollin' smart

I put mad pressure on phony wack rhymes that get hurt

Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirts

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 mic-phones like cyclones or typhoons

I represent from midnight to high noon

I don't waste ink, ****, I think

I drop megaton bombs more faster than you blink

'Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed

Through clouds of smoke of natural blends of weed

Only under one circumstance, that's if I'm blunted

Turn that shit up, my clan in the front want it

Now, when the MCs came to live out the name

And to perform, some had

To snort cocaine, to act insane

Before he rocked it on

Now born with the mental plane just to spark the brain

With the building to be born

Yo, the RZA flip the track with the what to cut

I'm on a mission that **** say is impossible

But when I swing my swords, they all choppable

I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper

Child educator plus head amputator

'Cause ****' styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers

Lyrics are weak like clock radio speakers

Don't even stop in my station and attack

While your plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak

What the fuck for? Down by law, I make law

I be justice, I sentence that ass two-to-four

'Round the clock, get that state pen' time, check it

But the pens I be stickin' with, you can't state the crime

Came through with the Wu, slid off on the DL

I'm low-key like seashells, I rock these bells (When the MCs)

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

**** are fascinated how the shit begin

Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your skin

When the MCs came to live out the name

And to perform, some had

To snort cocaine, to act insane

Before he rocked it on

Now gone off the mental plane just to spark the brain

With the building to be born

Yo, RZA flip the track with the fuckin'