When I was little, my father was famous
He was the greatest samurai in the empire
And he was the Shogun's decapitator
He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one lords
It was a bad time for the empire
The Shogun just stayed inside his castle and he never came out
People said his brain was infected by devils
My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him
Maybe that was the problem
Then, one night, the Shogun sent his ninja spies to our house
They were supposed to kill my father but they didn't
That was the night everything changed...
GZA's Liquid Swords beginning (I quote this ALWAYS!) is the best way for me start my blog. I am taking it back to the Shaolin with this one. The empire, the dynasties and a robe for every occasion exuded richness and knowledge. Back when you legit had to protect your neck. Check out some of my favorite Ancient Chinese art that is mind blowing. My clan in the front want it!!
