Kevlaar 7 - Associated lyrics

[GZA] Associated with metal detectors, loud mouth show-off To stand out like bite reflected Words to vibrate like the ba** guitar With the least amount of weight, you should replace a bar You can tempt me, with looseleaf paper that's empty I write it in a code, for your average DaVinci From the era of the REC Room and ca**ette tapes Putting empty, rhyme on anything except greats Too tech mix lay pararrel, the place got marks On the spot, move around like parasail The sight sailed obscene, testing ground for new theories Cuz some DJ's formed the team Torrential down pour, you hear the sound, more Nature's fury, and this town is bound for Hip hop, most violent, most beautiful Wind gusts, from Justice scenes in the musical [Bronze Nazareth] The blade runner, face gunner, mace never cold case Kept a base stretcher, erase your ba** set-up Freestyles wet up, written, hit your kitchen ketchup Ma** grown, hand feets'll shout, whatever the weather Body white, sheet stretcher, mic aim leary's atcha Rapture rhyme graphter, smash the camera Arm & Hammer hand jammers, slam-a-grammer, Ghost standard Everything you touch turn Bronze, I'm like the old stanza Handle vine cables, swing 'em like Tarzan Divine rhyme plant pay you, digits to farlands Peace to my cousin, who smoking clouds, open house Prepare once a month in the Source, like the menstrual's out Guns accumulate, devout, get my pension with the pencil out Thoughts stench on my potential droughts Resume the rain, no matter the windchill I make you think, still Detroit/k**ah Hill Deeply my footprints build for bodies to feel Raised by the dumpsters, black, the Zombie-ville Gun Rule burglars, with murderers masks Known to filter out the snakes that be burning the gra** [Kevlaar 7] Associated with black steel, in the hour of chaos Unreal, like n***as in the seance Some say I, and grab you with the pen If you murder the king, I live forever in the end I've been evil, through the eye of a needle Just when I grab the steel, as black as Don Cheadle Feeble and weak, I peep Samson n***as Revolution come, I pull hair and then triggers Invented the cause, when pause was indented Face the follow leads, the flame, my mind painted John Lennon gats, clapping out of my window Lay low, one shotty, loo the la**o [Phillie] I snap shop, pop out like Polaroids So wild, we still riot like the middle of Detroit The SWAT, South West A-Team, the block Do say, when grace hip hop, the Beijing around-the-way cops Hold me in, like rhyme flicks, phoned in Still pitched dope, any zip code I'm in Capture the souls of men, and women alike Last flow, pin the mic, begin to strike It ain't no slouchers here, we out this year Ya'll about that, we about this here From small cats to the top, in here Got cares, like we really got a option here Going all out, GZA on board, now we pedalling Mainstream, the model still CREAM, that's how we handle sh** [Salute] n***as just actors, not really factors Putting on shows in the street, that bring laughter What happen to the jabbers, uppercut, scrappers Confrontation now, bring nothing but gun clappers Stains on the conrete, blood on the mattress Mind runs deep like the Nile going backwards Hip hop dead? Then I'm here to resurrect it Big Daddy sh**, with the "Kane", I'm an expert "No Half Steppin'", break show amazing Mad situations, leave the gun blazing Seeing Vietnam through the eyes of an Asian Cold hearted lungs, but my tongue spit Cajun