[Verse 1: GZA]
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Who won the covenant role, based on a nationwide poll?
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For the grip tells told and rap scrolls
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Perfect pitch for language that's built within
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Where half the rap ink couldn't hold my pen
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Meanin' When Emcees Came, To Live Out The Name
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They signed the documents with the, blood of the slain
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Far removed from this hip hop life off course
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But the confidence and resilience was never lost
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In the think tank and research labs I laid tracks
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Seen work rule my life but it never broke my back
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Destiny forever shake from the events to come
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From the (?) and the chemical contents of the sun
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A solid gold figure with a verse that glitters
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Until the platinum beat comes increasingly bitter
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They joined in a likely alliance with the rest
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Schemin' with unsuccessful in a zealous Quest
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We all see, with a degree of certainty
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Who the fake, cowardly cats behind the curtains be,
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(Yeah, yeah...)
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They hunt, for the skin, flesh, the blood, and bones
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In front, want to impress with studdes stones
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[Chorus: Anthony Allen]
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Now who's the man who brought you the Legend of the Liquid Sword?
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Rap critics say "Damn" you're sick with your's
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4th Chamber and the Shadowboxin' too
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That Nigga be the GZA from Wu
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And if you odn't know
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About the piroclastic flow
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Hotter than the spark that made it blow
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You better recognize, recognize....
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[Verse Two: GZA]
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Why U-N-I-verse run like clock works forever?
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Words pulled together, sudden change in the weather
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The nature and the scale of events don't make sense
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A story with no warnin' you're drawn in, environments
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Gravity that's gone mad, clouds of dust and debree
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Moving at colossal speeds, they crush an emcee
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Since this rap region is heavily packed with stars
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Internal mirror in the telescope, noticed the Czar
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From far away, they blink as the lightnin' strolled
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Great distance of space between precise globes
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That travel in a circle of order
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Like the tape in your cassette recorder filled with cult for slaughter
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(Yeah, yeah...)
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Meaning the con-tracts manifestly work
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The hitman for hire, weapon in his hand he lurks
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Inspite of the strange appearance he laid a clearance
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on his target through a crowded market
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No interference
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The microphone left on the scene without a serial
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Evidence consistent with organic material (Well)
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Surprisingly, as we marched lively with great size and degree
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Till it spread widely
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[Chorus]
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Legend of the Liquid Sword
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Genius/GZA |