Take Sword, Pt. 2 Lyrics
| Song | Take Sword, Pt. 2 |
| Artist | RZA |
| Album | Afro Samurai |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Diggs | |
| 作词 : Biggs, Cuffie, Harris | |
| (Black Samurai) | |
| "Take the sword" | |
| "The sword?" | |
| "Come on, give me the sword" | |
| "Huh?" | |
| (Everybody let your head take control) | |
| "Heh, you Wu-Tang are never gonna win" | |
| "My lord, don't be afraid of the Wu-Tang techniques" | |
| (If you are natural) | |
| "Take the sword!" | |
| (Everybody let your head take control | |
| (If you are natural) | |
| [60 Second Assassin:] | |
| Black Samurai, land of the Wu | |
| True are these lyrics for a Mars bar | |
| Biochemical, fury! You get thrown in the maze | |
| Of court and jury, the psycopath, chief of the war cloud | |
| Warpath, whoopin' up his ass | |
| Hold up his world like Atlas | |
| In-car-nating, styles, you can call the death trials! | |
| Don't, but not flinch from the eyelines | |
| Sick, the crack of the smile, I might play wild child | |
| Enter the stands of a bound, because you found | |
| You should be, stripped of your gown | |
| Mutilated, maned, shipped out, what the fuck, you don' tripped out | |
| Miscount, 60 Sec., account the amount | |
| You seem to lost, your whereabout, there about | |
| A year to mount roundhouse, heavy second stakeout | |
| Try to break out, and get knocked about | |
| Fifty-two blocks on the house, figured, no action and all mouth | |
| Now watch me put on this show like Paramount | |
| Disfigure your aura like sourcrout | |
| You want beef? You want war, where we go to? The mountains | |
| Hurt with rhymes that'll cripple you, beyond dispicable | |
| Uncurable, once you exit in the realm of the fictional | |
| Or should I say death, cuz rhymes should of been kept | |
| Chopping necks, Black Samurai... | |
| Yeah, home of the ruckus, Black Samurai | |
| [True Master:] | |
| Yo, Black Samurai, I'm God, a man awakening in the night | |
| Out of darkness, I see a flicker of light | |
| Last is first, no, first is last | |
| Long believed in, I am a thought that came to pass | |
| I am a Black Man, as you are me | |
| I feel a change coming, I see things others do not see | |
| We incourage each other with words that's bred | |
| And annoint the heads of the now mentally dead | |
| We are heading home, the wicked soon'll be crushed | |
| I am air, I am flame, I am water, I am dust | |
| My thoughts flicker, blow a moment, then catch a fire | |
| As I elevate myself, higher and higher | |
| An since knowledge of myself is truly known | |
| My foundation is like that of the most solid stone | |
| I come forth by day with the new way | |
| A new way which is really the same as the old way | |
| Come and get going as I first became | |
| Cuz father and son, one in the same | |
| Know yourself, you will soon understand | |
| That who you are indeed, is the original man | |
| Black Samurai, we never die, the third eye | |
| Shining bright in the light, ride through the night | |
| Check it out | |
| [Outro: "Shaolin Vs. Wu-Tang" sample (60 Second Assassin, True Master)] | |
| "Take the sword" | |
| "The sword?" | |
| "Come on, give me the sword" | |
| "Huh?" | |
| (Everybody let your head take control) | |
| (If you are natural) | |
| "Heh, you Wu-Tang are never gonna win" | |
| "My lord, don't be afraid of the Wu-Tang techniques" | |
| "Take the sword!" |
| zuo qu : Diggs | |
| zuo ci : Biggs, Cuffie, Harris | |
| Black Samurai | |
| " Take the sword" | |
| " The sword?" | |
| " Come on, give me the sword" | |
| " Huh?" | |
| Everybody let your head take control | |
| " Heh, you WuTang are never gonna win" | |
| " My lord, don' t be afraid of the WuTang techniques" | |
| If you are natural | |
| " Take the sword!" | |
| Everybody let your head take control | |
| If you are natural | |
| [60 Second Assassin:] | |
| Black Samurai, land of the Wu | |
| True are these lyrics for a Mars bar | |
| Biochemical, fury! You get thrown in the maze | |
| Of court and jury, the psycopath, chief of the war cloud | |
| Warpath, whoopin' up his ass | |
| Hold up his world like Atlas | |
| Incarnating, styles, you can call the death trials! | |
| Don' t, but not flinch from the eyelines | |
| Sick, the crack of the smile, I might play wild child | |
| Enter the stands of a bound, because you found | |
| You should be, stripped of your gown | |
| Mutilated, maned, shipped out, what the fuck, you don' tripped out | |
| Miscount, 60 Sec., account the amount | |
| You seem to lost, your whereabout, there about | |
| A year to mount roundhouse, heavy second stakeout | |
| Try to break out, and get knocked about | |
| Fiftytwo blocks on the house, figured, no action and all mouth | |
| Now watch me put on this show like Paramount | |
| Disfigure your aura like sourcrout | |
| You want beef? You want war, where we go to? The mountains | |
| Hurt with rhymes that' ll cripple you, beyond dispicable | |
| Uncurable, once you exit in the realm of the fictional | |
| Or should I say death, cuz rhymes should of been kept | |
| Chopping necks, Black Samurai... | |
| Yeah, home of the ruckus, Black Samurai | |
| True Master: | |
| Yo, Black Samurai, I' m God, a man awakening in the night | |
| Out of darkness, I see a flicker of light | |
| Last is first, no, first is last | |
| Long believed in, I am a thought that came to pass | |
| I am a Black Man, as you are me | |
| I feel a change coming, I see things others do not see | |
| We incourage each other with words that' s bred | |
| And annoint the heads of the now mentally dead | |
| We are heading home, the wicked soon' ll be crushed | |
| I am air, I am flame, I am water, I am dust | |
| My thoughts flicker, blow a moment, then catch a fire | |
| As I elevate myself, higher and higher | |
| An since knowledge of myself is truly known | |
| My foundation is like that of the most solid stone | |
| I come forth by day with the new way | |
| A new way which is really the same as the old way | |
| Come and get going as I first became | |
| Cuz father and son, one in the same | |
| Know yourself, you will soon understand | |
| That who you are indeed, is the original man | |
| Black Samurai, we never die, the third eye | |
| Shining bright in the light, ride through the night | |
| Check it out | |
| Outro: " Shaolin Vs. WuTang" sample 60 Second Assassin, True Master | |
| " Take the sword" | |
| " The sword?" | |
| " Come on, give me the sword" | |
| " Huh?" | |
| Everybody let your head take control | |
| If you are natural | |
| " Heh, you WuTang are never gonna win" | |
| " My lord, don' t be afraid of the WuTang techniques" | |
| " Take the sword!" |
| zuò qǔ : Diggs | |
| zuò cí : Biggs, Cuffie, Harris | |
| Black Samurai | |
| " Take the sword" | |
| " The sword?" | |
| " Come on, give me the sword" | |
| " Huh?" | |
| Everybody let your head take control | |
| " Heh, you WuTang are never gonna win" | |
| " My lord, don' t be afraid of the WuTang techniques" | |
| If you are natural | |
| " Take the sword!" | |
| Everybody let your head take control | |
| If you are natural | |
| [60 Second Assassin:] | |
| Black Samurai, land of the Wu | |
| True are these lyrics for a Mars bar | |
| Biochemical, fury! You get thrown in the maze | |
| Of court and jury, the psycopath, chief of the war cloud | |
| Warpath, whoopin' up his ass | |
| Hold up his world like Atlas | |
| Incarnating, styles, you can call the death trials! | |
| Don' t, but not flinch from the eyelines | |
| Sick, the crack of the smile, I might play wild child | |
| Enter the stands of a bound, because you found | |
| You should be, stripped of your gown | |
| Mutilated, maned, shipped out, what the fuck, you don' tripped out | |
| Miscount, 60 Sec., account the amount | |
| You seem to lost, your whereabout, there about | |
| A year to mount roundhouse, heavy second stakeout | |
| Try to break out, and get knocked about | |
| Fiftytwo blocks on the house, figured, no action and all mouth | |
| Now watch me put on this show like Paramount | |
| Disfigure your aura like sourcrout | |
| You want beef? You want war, where we go to? The mountains | |
| Hurt with rhymes that' ll cripple you, beyond dispicable | |
| Uncurable, once you exit in the realm of the fictional | |
| Or should I say death, cuz rhymes should of been kept | |
| Chopping necks, Black Samurai... | |
| Yeah, home of the ruckus, Black Samurai | |
| True Master: | |
| Yo, Black Samurai, I' m God, a man awakening in the night | |
| Out of darkness, I see a flicker of light | |
| Last is first, no, first is last | |
| Long believed in, I am a thought that came to pass | |
| I am a Black Man, as you are me | |
| I feel a change coming, I see things others do not see | |
| We incourage each other with words that' s bred | |
| And annoint the heads of the now mentally dead | |
| We are heading home, the wicked soon' ll be crushed | |
| I am air, I am flame, I am water, I am dust | |
| My thoughts flicker, blow a moment, then catch a fire | |
| As I elevate myself, higher and higher | |
| An since knowledge of myself is truly known | |
| My foundation is like that of the most solid stone | |
| I come forth by day with the new way | |
| A new way which is really the same as the old way | |
| Come and get going as I first became | |
| Cuz father and son, one in the same | |
| Know yourself, you will soon understand | |
| That who you are indeed, is the original man | |
| Black Samurai, we never die, the third eye | |
| Shining bright in the light, ride through the night | |
| Check it out | |
| Outro: " Shaolin Vs. WuTang" sample 60 Second Assassin, True Master | |
| " Take the sword" | |
| " The sword?" | |
| " Come on, give me the sword" | |
| " Huh?" | |
| Everybody let your head take control | |
| If you are natural | |
| " Heh, you WuTang are never gonna win" | |
| " My lord, don' t be afraid of the WuTang techniques" | |
| " Take the sword!" |
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