“Liquid Swords” is the title track and first song on GZA’s classic album. RZA is featured on the hook, while GZA produces two outstanding verses that exemplify his ability to make every word bite and snarl
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Stayin’ alive was no jive
Had second hands, Mom’s bounced on old man
So then we moved to Shaolin land
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Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodger Brooklyn squad
Wu-Tang killer bees on a swarm
Rain on your college-ass disco dorm
Ol’ Dirty
But as the world turned, I learned life is hell
Livin’ in the world no different from a cell
Every day I ‘scape from Jakes givin’ chase
Sellin’ base, smokin’ bones in the staircase
Inspectah Deck
I never been tooken out, I keep MCs looking out
I drop science like girls be dropping babies. In the G-Building, taking all types of medicines. You thought you were better than
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I bomb atomically, Socrates’ philosophies and hypotheses
Can’t define how I be dropping these mockeries
Lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous
Ultraviolet shine blind forensics
I bomb atomically, Socrates’ philosophies and hypotheses
Can’t define how I be dropping these mockeries
Lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous
Ultraviolet shine blind forensics
Forever

Never
War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous
Many of the victim families save their ashes
A million names on walls, engraved in plaques
Those who went back received penalties for the axe
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray, niggas get slayed on the song