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Sparring Minds (Album Version Explicit)

๐Ÿ‘ค GZA โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Legend Of The Liquid Sword โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:49
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โฑ๏ธ 2:49 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Designed to meet most demands
Stands the front-end loader
Hold enough weight that'll compensate the shareholders
Powerful motor controls are mad stable
No room for error, injury proves fatal

Hundred ton air-jack, quickly raise the steel
After blowin' out the belt drive, Math' change the wheels
Bust ya, slash ya, we still thick like plaster
There's always potential for large scale disasters
Indirect rippin'
Narrowly missin'
My camp be forced into a perilous 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

Insane flower, vein blower
Aim and it's game over
You know the name, flamethrower
Got the code to the game and I hold the main controller
Told you from the jump and today the same soldier
I stay low, play close to bank rolls
Polly with the greatest who walk the same road
Oh, you ain't hear? Ain't nuttin' 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, bringin' the force like Boba Fett
The old vet whose presence alone control the set
I'm next level, ya best settle, bless Rebel
I shine like a bezel, with strength to bend metal
Plunge head first in the grunge, become emerged the drums
The verse is murder one

We rhyme back-to-back, dangerous emcees
Move on track-to-track, 100 bar measure
Lost treasure, those crews who never gave us much pleasure
Agreed the sound was good, shoppin' in the state, city, town and hood
Eventually they would
Lay down the trademark with the 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 kerosene lamp out
So we walked the road we paved
With trails that left vinyl footsteps engraved

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:21.22] Designed to meet most demands
[00:23.29] Stands the front-end loader
[00:24.86] Hold enough weight that'll compensate the shareholders
[00:27.93] Powerful motor controls are mad stable
[00:30.72] No room for error, injury proves fatal
[00:33.22] Hundred ton air-jack, quickly raise the steel
[00:36.09] After blowin' out the belt drive, Math' change the wheels
[00:38.97] Bust ya, slash ya, we still thick like plaster
[00:41.76] There's always potential for large scale disasters
[00:44.54] Indirect rippin'
[00:45.91] Narrowly missin'
[00:47.16] My camp be forced into a perilous proposition
[00:49.91] We must come see ya, despite imminent danger
[00:52.79] Was short on fuel, before he flew out the hangar
[00:55.66] From the cold dirt, rocks and all, rap galore
[00:58.28] Watch the river flow backwards once we storm the shore
[01:01.24] Nigga, mark with razor-sharp eyes of the scope
[01:03.88] On the ropes, hanging from the towel and cliffs and slopes
[01:06.93] The magnitude of the devastation untold
[01:09.76] The collective laws of countless souls lay in the road
[01:12.37] Insane flower, vein blower
[01:14.52] Aim and it's game over
[01:16.25] You know the name, flamethrower
[01:17.76] Got the code to the game and I hold the main controller
[01:20.33] Told you from the jump and today the same soldier
[01:23.19] I stay low, play close to bank rolls
[01:25.94] Polly with the greatest who walk the same road
[01:28.10] Oh, you ain't hear? Ain't nuttin' new but the gear
[01:31.72] The crew of the year, kid too much to bear
[01:34.55] Find out what I'm about, know the legend
[01:37.19] The slight disrespect of his name provoke tension
[01:40.35] No threat, bringin' the force like Boba Fett
[01:42.94] The old vet whose presence alone control the set
[01:45.84] I'm next level, ya best settle, bless Rebel
[01:48.69] I shine like a bezel, with strength to bend metal
[01:51.36] Plunge head first in the grunge, become emerged the drums
[01:55.36] The verse is murder one
[01:56.57] We rhyme back-to-back, dangerous emcees
[01:59.13] Move on track-to-track, 100 bar measure
[02:01.92] Lost treasure, those crews who never gave us much pleasure
[02:05.61] Agreed the sound was good, shoppin' in the state, city, town and hood
[02:09.54] Eventually they would
[02:10.97] Lay down the trademark with the god that built wealth
[02:13.82] To dip-dive in the beehive was on self
[02:16.43] For the power struggle, never clown but did juggle
[02:19.33] The heavy load made it explode to mad rubble
[02:21.81] I thought of this tune on a blackout, guided by the light of the moon
[02:26.08] On a camp-out, the kerosene lamp out
[02:28.02] So we walked the road we paved
[02:30.03] With trails that left vinyl footsteps engraved
[02:32.74]

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