Sparring Minds
(专辑: Legend Of The Liquid Sword - 2002)
[GZA] Designer and most of man stands the
front-end loader hold enough weight that'll compensate the
share-holders Powerful motor controls are mad stable No room for error, injury proves fatal Hundred ton air-jack, quickly raise the
steel After blowing out the
belt drive, Math' change the
wheels Bust ya, slash ya, we still thick like plaster There's always potential full-on scale disasters In the
rec' [?] narrowly missing My camp be forced into periless proposition We must come see ya, despite imminent danger Was short on fuel, before he flew out the
hangar From the
cold dirt, rocks and all, rap galore Watch the
river flow backwards once we storm the
shore Nigga, mark with razor-sharp eyes of the
scope On the
ropes, hanging from the
towel and cliffs and slopes The
magnitude of the
devastation untold The
collective laws of countless souls lay in the
road [Inspectah Deck] Insane flower, vein blower Aim and it's game over You know the
name, flame-thrower Got the
code to the
game and I
hold the
main controller Soldiers from the
jump, and today the
same soldier I
stay low, play close to bank rolls Parly with the
greatest who walk the
same road Oh you ain't hear? Ain't nutting new but the
gear The
crew of the
year, kid too much to bear Find out what I'm about, know the
legend The
slight disrespect, of his name provoke tension No threat, bringing the
force like Bobo-fet' The
old vet' WHOSE PRESENCE alone control the
set I'm next level, ya best settle, bless Rebel I
shine like a
vessel, with strength to bend metal Guns, head first in the
grunge, become emerged the
drums The
verse is murder one [GZA] We rhyme back-to-back, deangerous emcees Move on track-to-track 100 bar measure Lost treasure, those crews who never gave us much pleasure Agreed the
sound was good, shopping in the
state, city, town and hood eventually they would Lay down the
trademark with god that built wealth To dip-dive in the
beehive was on self For the
power struggle, never clown but did juggle The
heavy load made it explode to mad rubble I
thought of this tune on a
blackout guided by the
light of the
moon on a
camp-out, the
kerosine lamp out, so we walked the
road we paved with trails that left vinyl foot-steps engraved