Empire (feat. Big Ghost Ltd)

Hall N Nash

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    Yeah
    I'm that nigga fo'real though, nigga
    Mm-hmm

    Look, my shooter stay with his Roscoe
    Drinkin' the culture cypher, little powder 'round his nostrils
    I'm OG like Rodney Little
    If it's a problem with you, I promise I gotta pop the pistol
    You not official, 350s I rock, I got for a nickel
    You's a fake nigga, I'm opposite you
    From the most dangerous city in the Empire State
    Annihilate who violate my snow
    Sniff the blow, I tell her: Clean the entire plate
    This for them niggas locked behind wires and iron gates till they dyin' date
    I'm a giant, you a snake, I'm Kobe Bryant late in the 4th
    Cross you, step back, fire in ya face
    Flyin in the Wraith, my bitch is Sanaa Lathan in the face
    Body like Maliah with Mariah's cake
    The Skydweller with the diamond face
    I ain't get this shit from supplyin' weight, I got it from rhymin' great
    These niggas dancin', my shit got real niggas chantin'
    You 'posed to be a boss, you on Twitter rantin' (Cap)
    I don't give these niggas chances, I'm still a champion
    It was written in the pamphlet
    I'm as brilliant as Andy Warhol with a empty canvas
    Respect ain't negotiated, it's demanded
    Ya head is where the shit outta the pistol landed, nigga (Doot doot doot doot doot)
    This what I do, nigga (Ayo)
    Conway the Machine, SEG, fuck nigga (Ayo)

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    I be the greatest, rockin' Karl Lagerfeld latest
    Get a ki', make it another ki', this shit's amazing
    Most of the judges racist
    Trying to give me fifteen, 23 in 1 cages, Fieg Asics
    Audi A9 lookin' like a spaceship (Skrt)
    Fiends flag it down for a base hit
    A hundred plates, my runner like to lick the resi' off
    Usin' both hands when I let the desi off
    Put the barrel in ya mouth, burn a hole in ya jaw
    You know who we are, where crime don't matter
    My man worth a mil, we started off as a bagger
    Matte black Jaguar
    Allahu Akbar, star
    The chopper like I work for Al Qaeda
    Mess hall, used to tell tales with the lifers
    Don't sit at this table, we'll knife ya

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    Composition: Big Ghost Ltd

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