4th Chamber

By GZA

On Liquid Swords

Released on November 7, 1995

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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]

Choose the sword and you will join me

Choose the ball and you join your mother in death

You don't understand my words, but you must choose

So, come, boy, choose life or death

Yeah


[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

The only man I hold weight for

Is the sky-blue Bally kid in '83, rocked Tale Lords

My Memorex performed tape decks, my own Fostex

Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex

Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with raccoons

Corner-sittin' wine niggas sippin' Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon

'Cause I be duckin' crazy spades

The kid hold white shit like Blacks rock ashy legs

Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?

Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept?

Stand up, you're out of luck like two dogs stuck

Ironman be sippin' rum out of Stanley Cups, unflammable

Noriega, aimin' nozzles, stay windy in Chicago

Spine tingle, mind boggles

Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough

Give me mine before Po wrap you up in so-and-so

I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine the Great, Henry VIII

Built with Genghis Khan, the red suede Wally Don


[Verse 2: Killah Priest]

I judge wisely as if nothin' ever surprise me

Loungin' between two pillars of ivory

I'm lively, my dome piece is like building stones in Greece

Our poems are deep, from ancient tomes, I speak

I'm overwhelmed as my mind roams the realm

My eye's the visions, memory is the film

Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above cloud

They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd

No matter how loud they get, though they growl and spit

Clutch they fists and throw up signs like a Crip

And throw all types of fit

I leave 'em split like ass cheeks and ragged pussy lips


[Verse 3: RZA]

Ayo, camouflage chameleon, ninjas scalin' your building

No time to grab the gun, they already got your wife and children

A hit was sent from the president to raid your residence

Because you had secret evidence and documents

On how they raped the continents and lynched the prominent

Dominant Islamic, Asiatic, Black Hebrew

The year 2002, the battle's filled with the Wu

Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu

Or the Ebola virus, under the reign of King Cyrus

You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris

Unloyal snakes get thrown in boilin' lakes of hot oil

Up boils your skin, chickenheads gettin' slim like Olive Oyl

Only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil

Fortified with essential vitamin and minerals

Use the sky for a blanket, stuff a cloud inside my pillow

Rollin' with the lamb, Twelve Tribes, a hundred forty-four thousand chosen

Protons, electrons always cause explosions


[Verse 4: GZA]

The bank's a G, all green down's a bet

Money feed good, opposites off the set

It ain't hard to see, my seeds need God-degree

I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed

I'm on some tax-free shit, by any means

Whether bound-to-hit scheme or some counterfeit cream

I learned much from such, swift cons and run scams

Veterans got they game spiced like ham

And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn (Ah)

Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn

Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength

That made me truncate the length one tenth

Woofers thump, tweeters hiss like air pumps

RZA shaved the track, niggas caught razor bumps

Scarred tryna figure who invented this unprecedented

Opium-scented, dark-tinted

Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues

'Cause I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short-fused