SWRDZ - Phillip Mweemba, K.R.Y.T.I.C, Killa & Timbuktu: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Phillip Mweemba, K.R.Y.T.I.C, Killa & Timbuktu

SWRDZ

86

Hip-Hop/Rap

SWRDZ was released on April 10, 2026 by Phillip Mweemba under exclusive license to UnitedMasters LLC as a part of the album BAR UP!

Song Details

Release DateApril 10, 2026

LabelPhillip Mweemba under exclusive license to UnitedMasters LLC

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM87

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Phillip Mweemba

Phillip Mweemba

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Phillip Mubanga Mweemba

Phillip Mubanga Mweemba

Lyrics

Jason Diakité

Lyrics

Mark Elohim Lukwesa

Mark Elohim Lukwesa

Lyrics

Victor Mulingisa

Victor Mulingisa

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Phillip Mweemba

Phillip Mweemba

Producer

Lyrics

You’re dealing with a master swordsman

A handsome sword

Yeah, check

From Zambia to Scandinavia, we’re cracking and slashing tracheas

Cutthroats who want smoke, hope you’re tracking our bad behavior

Tactics are Machiavellian, rapid attacks are maiming ya

This cat is subterranean but snapping on tracks with aliens

Expert swordsman, weapons drawn, forged by Odin

Let’s get it scorching, set in motion, never reckless, beheading Gorgons

It’s orchestral when we bring the violence, no silence when shredding organs

There’s plenty more deadly options, you will need extra coffins

Driving hearses and writing verses on ninja scrolls

Hit you all with different vicious flows, man, Phil doesn’t miss at all

Deadly precision with each incision, made decisions to injure foes

Ichigo with the biggest sword, follow this word like a religious code

Man, a samurai who’s also an average guy you don’t want to antagonize

Wanna battle? Then have a try, get tackled and shrunk to size

Strategize and capitalize, it ain’t no lie

You will get cut for real when you deal with the sharpest mind, ha

Yeah

Body bag, body bag, body bag

What you see, ’Tic?

All I see is body bags

Yo

Look

Listen

You’re in the presence of the greatest rapper Zed has ever listened to

The kid that made his mission to recalibrate the institute

They say, “Victor, you probably hypodermic how they into you”

But I’m more like a long night for no swipes could injure you

A ninja whose precision tends to feel like a miracle

Blessed and imbued with lyrical flex and it moves empirical

Rather, he move impeccable like a wrecking ball

That turns whoever heckles to a vegetable and so is dead to y’all

Set to go, tracking beams from your head to toe

Let me know what’s with all this substance, you a friend or foe?

Is it rap or is it ragga? All I hear is “denfino”

This is hip-hop, my ****, ama bars enchito

Ten-zero, ten-zero, every fight ten-zero

The pen is raw, kill you twice with the sword, a sekido

Every time I chase beasts, they just send me war

But it don’t hurt me ’cause I love hurting y’all, hahaha

And the Wu-Tang sword style

A handsome sword

A sword fight

You must think first before you move

Yo

I came out the womb swinging, cut my own umbilical cord

I made the room sing, doctor said my tongue is a sword

That’s my bar shop, I’m who’s killing you with the flow

It’s such a Looney Tune when I’m hot, when I’m spitting, I warn a bro

To never test I, ’cause with me even vets die

Nobody gonna heal you, dawg, kono sikwama, let’s try

I’ve stressed ayi but ima bar mmm, fyana na fikatana

Now it’s not I let fly, these bullets? No vi katana

I mean, you couldn't tell this Samurai Jack

I been an outlaw, the rest of y’all, we summarize wack

Before I arrived, rap was sort of unalive, facts

You other guys slacked, I went and brought another life back

You’re just some mere mortals, I’m Yamato in this rap thing

No acting, this ain’t no mere role, no, I’m the rap king

You can’t sling bar for bar with me, no, you are capping

What I bring? chakra blades, I’m a ninja, man, you can’t win

Killa

And the Wu-Tang sword style

A handsome sword

A sword fight

You must think first before you move

As a young guy, cops would have to stop, I

Had me looking for the spinach box like I was Popeye

Aye, aye, a samurai, a Jedi

Walk many miles bearing gifts like the Magi

Stories for kids like Slick Rick, no patch, I

Shoot from the hip like some western flick bad guy

Made my enemies get their eyes picked by mischief of magpies

Taste the thorns of a thousand cacti

I’m proud, boy, but won’t stand or stand by

I’m pro but the flow’s anti, get high

Just to get by, but I’m a Zen guy

Fighting the evil empire, alchemy turn words into hellfire

Surprise, rap life 2025 might get downsized

For everyone but the millionth percentile

The rest of us make dinner off french fries

So let’s fight down to our last remaining enzyme En garde

And the Wu-Tang sword style

A handsome sword

A sword fight

You must think first before you move

And the Wu-Tang sword style

A handsome sword

A sword fight

You must think first before you move

Written by: Jason Diakité, Mark Elohim Lukwesa, Phillip Mubanga Mweemba, Victor Mulingisa

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