Artist: GZA f/ Allen Anthony
Album:  Legend of the Liquid Sword
Song:   Legend of the Liquid Sword
Typed by: mictrippin@hotmail.com

[GZA]
Who want the covenant role based on a nation-wide poll
For the Grimm tales told on rap scrolls
Perfect pitch for language that's build within
Where that rap [niggas] couldn't hold my pen
Meaning when MC's came to live out their 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 lab I laid tracks
Seen work move my life but it never break my back
Destiny forever shaked from the events to come
From the father and the chemical contents of the son
A solid gold figure with a verse that glitters
Until the platinum becomes increasingly bitter
They joined an unlikely alliance with the rest
Scheming but unsuccessful in its elder's quest
We all see with a degree of certainty
Who the fake cowardly cats behind the curtains be (yeah)
They hunt for the skin, flesh, the blood and bones
And front, wanna impress with studded stones

[Chorus: Allen Anthony]
Now who's the man who brought you the Legend of the Liquid Sword
Rap critics say "Damn, that shit was yours?"
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 recog, better recognize

[GZA]
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 warning, you're drawn in by immense
Gravity that's gone mad clouds of dust and debris
Moving at collosal speeds, they crushing MC's
Since this rap region is heavily packed with stars
Internal mirror and the telescope notice the czar
From far away they blink as a lightning stroll
Great distance of space between precise glows
That travel in a circular order 
Like the tape in your cassette recorder
Filled with court-room slaughter
Meaning the contracts manifestly work
The hitman for hire, weapon in his hand he lurks
In spite of his strange appearance he made 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
Surpris'ly as we march lively 
With great size in degree till it spread widely

[Chorus]