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Thursday, August 23, 2012

Liquid Swords (Geffen, 1995) by GZA

"TOMMY ain't my motherfuckin' BOY/When he fake moves on a nigga you employ/Well I'll EMIRGE off ya set, now ya know God damn/I show LIVIN LARGE niggaz how to flip a DEF JAM/And RUFF up the motherfuckin' HOUSE/Cause I smother you COLD CHILLIN' mother fuckers are still WARNER BROTHERS/I'm RUTHLESS my clan don't have to act wild/That shit is JIVE, an old SLEEPING BAG/PROFILE/This soft comedian rap shit ain't the rough witty/On the reel to reel it wasn't from a TUFF CITY/Niggas be game, thinking that they lyrical surgeons/They know their mics are formed at VIRGIN/And if you ain't boned a mic you couldn't hurt a bee/That's like going to Venus driving a MERCURY/The CAPITOL of this rugged slang, is WU-TANG/Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game/I DEATH ROW an MC with mic cables/The EPIC is at a RUSH ASSOCIATED LABELS/From EASTWEST to ATCO, I bring it to a NEXT PLATEAU/But I keep it phat though/Yo, I'm hittin' batters up with the WILD PITCH style/I even show an UPTOWN/MCA style/Who thought he saw me on 4TH & BROADWAY/But I was out on the ISLAND, bombing MC's all day/My PRIORITY is that I'm FIRST PRIORITY/I bone the secret out a bitch in a sorority/So look out for A&M, the abbot and the master breakin' down your PENDULUM/As I fiend MC's out with a blow that'll numb the/a-ppendix, I'm holdin more more weight than COLUMBIA/Index INTERSCOPE, we RCA. clan/That's comin' with a plan to free a/slave of a mental death MC don't panic/Throw that A&R nigga off the boat in the ATLANTIC/Now who's the BAD BOY character, not from ARISTA/But firin' weapons released on GEFFEN/So duck as I struck with the soul of MOTOWN/While CENTRAL BROADCASTING SYSTEMS are slowed down/You're Dirty, like that Bastard/It's gettin drastic"
-GZA, "Labels"