Liquid Swords
RZA Lyrics


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When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
Some had to snort cocaine to act insane before Pete rocked it on
Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut

Fake niggas get flipped
In mic fights I swing swords and cut clowns
Shit is too swift to bite you record and write it down
I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
On some wild out shit, to insert a fiend
But it was your op the shop stolen art
Catch a swollen heart from not rolling smart
I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt
Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards are dealt
With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
That attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or typhoon
I represent from midnight to high noon
I don't waste ink, nigga I think
I drop megaton bombs more faster than you blink
Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed
Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of weed
Only under one circumstance that's if I'm blunted
Turn that shit up, my clan in the front want it

When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
Some had to snort cocaine to act insane before Pete rocked it on
Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut

I'm on a mission that niggas say is impossible
But when I swing my swords they all choppable
I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper
Child educator, plus head amputator
Cause niggas styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers
Lyrics are weak like clock radio speakers
Don't even stop in my station and attack
While your plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak
What the fuck for? Down by law, I make law
I be justice, I sentence that ass two to four
Round the clock, that state pen time check it
With the pens I be sticking but you can't stick to crime
Came through with the Wu, slid off on the DL
I'm low-key like seashells, I rock these bells
Now come aboard, it's Medina bound
Enter the chamber, and it's a whole different sound
It's a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel
So deep it's picked up on radios in tunnels
Niggas are fascinated how the shit begin
Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your skin

When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
Some had to snort cocaine to act insane before Pete rocked it on




Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to RZA's "Liquid Swords" are a commentary on the state of hip hop and the MC culture. The song starts with a description of the MCs who come to perform as part of their mission to "live out the name". The mention of cocaine suggests that some of these MCs are willing to do whatever it takes to stand out and gain attention, even if it means resorting to drugs.


The song then moves into a verse where RZA asserts his dominance as an MC. He likens his flow to "blood on a murder scene" or "a syringe" and boasts that he can drop "megaton bombs" faster than most other MCs. RZA also takes aim at phony and weak rhymes, which he describes with disdain as "played like zodiac signs on sweatshirts".


The next verse highlights RZA's lyrical prowess and his ability to create vivid imagery. He plays with words like "choppable", "body dropper", and "heartbeat stopper" to describe his skill as a rhymester. At the same time, he takes a shot at the commercialization of hip hop and the tendency for some MCs to follow trends rather than create something new and innovative.


Overall, "Liquid Swords" is an intense and powerful critique of the state of hip hop in the early 1990s. RZA's lyrics are dense and complex, with numerous references to martial arts, mythology, and esoteric knowledge.


Line by Line Meaning

When the MCs came to live out the name and to perform
As MCs come to perform, they must also personify the culture they represent.


Some had to snort cocaine to act insane before Pete rocked it on
Some MCs resort to drug use to enhance their performance, even before they are upstaged.


Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be born
Setting the scene for a new artistic creation by enriching the mental landscape itself.


Yo RZA flip the track with the what to cut
RZA is instructed to produce a new track by using one of his signature production techniques.


Fake niggas get flipped
Those who aren't genuine in their art will be exposed and punished.


In mic fights I swing swords and cut clowns
The battles between MCs are metaphorical mic fights which I approach with precision.


Shit is too swift to bite you record and write it down
The art of rhyme requires quick wit and spontaneity that cannot be captured in writing.


I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
My flow is as intense and graphic as the bloodshed in a murder scene, a vivid and powerful image.


On some wild out shit, to insert a fiend
My lyrics are provocative and intense, like injecting drugs into an addict, to elicit a response.


But it was your op the shop stolen art
Your own dishonesty led to your downfall, as someone stole your artwork in retaliation.


Catch a swollen heart from not rolling smart
You'll suffer the consequences of making unwise decisions, as shown by your swollen heart.


I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt
I exert intense pressure on those who produce insincere, weak or inferior rhymes, which get damaged in the process.


Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
Some rhymes are overused and generic, like zodiac signs printed on shirts, so unoriginal and unimpressive.


That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
Rhymes as weak as the minimum wage or sandals are unimpressive and suggest fragility.


My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Even my worst work is better than the lowest standards, and I am willing to bet on it.


Energy is felt once the cards are dealt
The intensity and impact of the competition is felt only after the first round of verses is delivered.


With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
My rhymes hit hard and decisively, as if I were using martial arts techniques to take out my competition.


That attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or typhoon
My delivery has the power to impact and damage the microphone as if it were hit by a natural disaster.


I represent from midnight to high noon
My presence is felt around the clock, both night and day.


I don't waste ink, nigga I think
I don't put pen to paper until I have carefully thought through my lyrics.


I drop megaton bombs more faster than you blink
I can deliver incendiary and explosive rhymes with incredible speed and precision.


Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed
The speed at which ideas come together into lyrics is paralleled only by the speed of sound or thought.


Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of weed
The music is infused with the aura and experience of smoking weed in a natural, authentic way.


Only under one circumstance that's if I'm blunted
I only perform with the help of drugs if I am under the influence of weed.


Turn that shit up, my clan in the front want it
The crowd wants the music to be louder and more intense, and I am happy to oblige.


I'm on a mission that niggas say is impossible
I am committed to achieving something that many people think cannot be done.


But when I swing my swords they all choppable
Despite the odds, I have the skill and power to succeed and overcome obstacles.


I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper
I am the intimidating and lethal force that can make hearts stop and bodies fall.


Child educator, plus head amputator
I educate and entertain with my music while also asserting dominance over my competition by metaphorically chopping off their heads.


Cause niggas styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers
Many rappers are unoriginal and outdated, just like Mark 5 sneakers which are no longer in style.


Lyrics are weak like clock radio speakers
The ability to write great lyrics requires skill and creativity, which many don't possess, making their work as feeble as clock radio speakers.


Don't even stop in my station and attack
Don't try to come at me with weak rhymes, as they won't even earn you a response.


While your plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak
If you come at me with a weak plan, you'll be easily derailed or made to fail, like a poorly executed train journey.


What the fuck for? Down by law, I make law
What's the point of arguing about artistry when I am the one who sets the standards and makes the rules?


I be justice, I sentence that ass two to four
I am a metaphor for the legal system, and I will impose punishment on those who break the law or fail to meet my artistic standards.


Round the clock, that state pen time check it
I stay focused and committed to my art 24/7, while also referencing the time spent in prison or the justice system.


With the pens I be sticking but you can't stick to crime
I am successful at writing great rhymes, but those who engage in criminal activity cannot succeed in the long run.


Came through with the Wu, slid off on the DL
I appeared on the scene with my Wu-Tang Clan, but I also move discreetly and intelligently.


I'm low-key like seashells, I rock these bells
I keep a low profile and don't seek attention, but I still make an impact in the industry.


Now come aboard, it's Medina bound
Join me on this journey to create something new and fresh, inspired by the spiritual journey to Medina.


Enter the chamber, and it's a whole different sound
When you join me on this journey, you'll hear a sound that's completely different and original.


It's a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel
The entrance to my artistic world is broad and accessible, but the way out is narrow and limited, like a funnel.


So deep it's picked up on radios in tunnels
My sound is deep and penetrating, so much so that it can be picked up by radio signals in underground tunnels.


Niggas are fascinated how the shit begin
People are intrigued and fascinated by the origins and creation of my artistic style and approach.


Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your skin
Once you listen to my music and understand my style, it will leave a lasting impression on you like a vaccine, and my logo will be forever branded in your memory.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ROBERT F. DIGGS, GARY E. GRICE, JOSEF ZAWINUL, FELIX CAVALIERE, EDWARD J. BRIGATI JR.

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@KillaSin515

Wu Tang Clan was untouchable from 93-2000
1993. Enter the 36 Chambers
1994. Method Man - Tical
1995. O.D.B. - Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version
1995. Reakwon - Only Built 4 Cuban Linx
1995. GZA - Liquid Swords
1996. Ghostface Killah - Ironman
1997. Wu-Tang Forever
1998. Cappadonna - The Pillage
1998. Method Man - Judgement Day
1998. RZA - Bobby Digital in Stereo
1999. GZA - Beneath the Surface
1999. O.D.B. - Nigga Please
1999. Method Man/Redman - Blackout!
1999. Inspectah Deck - Uncontrolled Substance
1999. U-God - Golden Arms Redemption
1999. Raekwon - Immobilarity
2000. Ghostface Killah - Supreme Clientele
2000. The W



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