Guillotine (Swordz) Lyrics

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, you fourteen carat gold slum computer wizard
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits
Gorillas injected with strength of eighty midgets
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends
Let my peeps in, niggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis
I sell goods, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers
Record-breakin' the album Thriller
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare
When I fuck, I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin'
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin'
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin'
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha
[Interlude: Dialogue sample]
Were you just using the Wu-Tang school method against me?
I've learned so many styles, forgive me

[Verse 3: Raekwon]
Sit back, relax, fake niggas don't get turns
Watch me massage your brain with slang that's king
Projects filled with young men cause threats
Who has that? Thousand dollar chains and TECs
Focus, the brokest niggas of life shit
These mics is like cocaine, son, check the suicidal hype shit
Exchange mad blunts, tapes for sweepstakes
Keepin' up on fakes, outta state for cakes, no doubt
Plus nobody amount, we makin' dough off
Puttin' fifty on the Land and Allah, it's like that
Pull ya shoes up, black, matter of fact, just adapt
Tie up your black Nikes and tight hats
Corners stay surrounded with foreigners, what up, dread?
Feds caught your bredren for his bread
, but regardless
Peace to jail niggas with charges
Unify layin' in the yard with La
My Clan done ran from Japan to Atlanta with stanima
Slingers and gamblers and gram handlers
Tical, light the Owl cigar, let's get steamed
Infrared guard your beam, so seek 'nuff respect
Rude bwoy, you bet, keep it movin', Mashallah
Pro black like tar, designin' the fly shit and stay shinin'
The RZA pour more beats than Cristal's fine wine
Concrete raps, go to bat
With 50 other niggas on the other side of the map
'Til it's all good and all done, what we want, son

Mike Tyson of this rap shit, pullin' out Macs for fun
[Verse 4: GZA]
The nigga don't get mad, I got mad styles of my own
And it's shown when my hands grip the chrome microphone
Verbally, I catch bodies with cordless shotties
Intriguin' MCs, I keep 'em trained like potties
I bomb facts, my sword is an ax to split backs
Visible, like dope fiend tracks

Sky's the limit, niggas are timid
And nobody knows how we move like wolves in sheep clothes
Producin' data, microchips of software

Underground and off-air, the land of the lost
Notorious henchman from the North
Strikin' niggas where the Mason-Dixon line cross

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The crown jewel of the album–the Clan kills every single verse. GZA sums it all up brilliantly at the end.

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What did Raekwon say about "Guillotine (Swordz)"?
Genius Answer

Raekwon: To me, that was a “Symphony” track. Meth had a piece of that beat on his album that was used as a skit. ’Cause that’s how RZA is. Sometimes he’d mix other shit in and give you a piece of something but not really act like it’s gonna be assigned to that. He’ll see if somebody like it and use it for fillers or whatever. I had told RZA awhile ago after he did that, “Yo, I want that beat.”
We was the first to be talking that Cristal shit. I know that for a fact. I never even heard of Cristal before that. Back then we would go do dinners and shit with [Loud Records president] Steve Rifkind and them up at the label. And our mission would be like, when we sit at the table, we want the best fuckin’ wine they got in the building. We might have asked for something else. We might have asked for some Mo or something and they didn’t have it. So we was like, “What the fuck is the next best thing, Steve?” And Steve’s like, “Give ’em the next best thing.” They came out with Cristal. Me and Ghost liked the bottle, and the name on the bottle was Louis Roederer. I was like, I’m Lou Diamond. Louie Roederer. Me and Ghost is loving how fruity the bottle looked. It cost more than the muthafuckin’ other, so we was like, Cristal, nigga! That’s our new shit!

RZA: For that beat right there, a very open beat, not too heavy on production. This is me trying to imitate the sound Isaac Hayes did on “Do Your Thing.” That da-na-na-na-na, I found a way to imitate that shit. When you plug the Yamaha VL7 [keyboard] up to a MPC [sampler], because of the note cutoff of the MPC, it cause the notes to stutter, ’cause it don’t link up perfect. I heard it and I could reproduce it, but only with those two machines. I had the prototype from Yamaha ’cause I didn’t want nobody else to get it.

GZA: I don’t know why I only got on one track. Maybe ’cause it was just a Rae and Ghost album—it was featuring Ghost, and I think he was probably pleased with me just getting on one. Just to fill in a slot.

Source: XXL Mag

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