Last Emperor - The Umph LYRICS

f/ Cocoa Brovaz



[Verse 1]



[Steele]

Brace yourself for the awesomest pair

when cocoa b's palm deck, put the trees in the air

this time we came to represent the place we from

bucktown, new york take it, never, and run

now, take a sec to respect this pedigree

steps up pioneers in the industry

generail S-T double E-L-E

and the B, smokey, my pee, you see

last emp, big print, nino storm

we roll up a dub sack right before we have to perform

me and the band that I just mentioned

we get it on in these brooknam trenches



[Teck]

We regulate when you tell jake I struck ya (Here We Go!)

pay a cake, send 'bout eight, though the toucher (Here We Go!)

funk-layin' popo, you gotta go-go (Here We Go!)

you felt the fo-fo, we skate out on flow-low (Here We Go!)

we move out with two's, thugs and drugs

low slugs twist up and I spread my love

that's the B.K. way, the only way I know how to be

see me in the scunnel brooklyn on the side of me

Break!



Go!, Go!

(Repeats 8X)



[Last Emperor]

Let the world bear witness as hip-hop spreads

from America, the U.K. and even tibet

some fake politicians label it as a threat

with the attack of the last emp, steele and teck

I went from west Philadelphia to Bucktown

Day-O said hit 'em with the rough sound (hit 'em with it)

Bobby Simmons cold beef the drums down

or go emperor to shut the whole club down (murda!)

Prince Paul brings the cuts and scratches and

attacking it, man, you know where the action is

back and forth as the D.J. spins

we attempt to make history once again

Break!



Go Emperor!

(Repeats 8X)



[Verse 2]



[Teck]

Brooklyn best Isl is our hometown

shrowm gown that's how we get down

spit rounds, hit clowns with thick pounds

stuff grams up mounts for the greyhounds

with that butter shit, off white color shit

find a town, smother it, on some gutter shit

like spider webs, i hang in the hood

that's what separates the rapper do's, you can, and i could

ya'll the type that smoke dirt, easy to be merked

run around with broke, unloaded guns that don't work

deserved to be hurt, kidnapped in the store

gun-butted with the eighty and beat up in the public

Break!



Go Brooklyn!

(Repeats 7X)



[Last Emperor]

Last Emp found the way with the rhymes I say

to straight mutulate mic's and fight urban decay

I make the crowd sway in a dangerous way

point blank, this ain't a game, mutha fuckas don't play!

I create fresh rhymes with the lava method

I put it out, a few rappers try to catch it

the type of emcee that they don't invite to sessions

I come real, and they're just composite sketches

we brought the band back for a lob track

it ain't a DAT man, ya'll niggaz can't rewind that

who got the heat, now ya'll know where to find that

and you can catch me out back with a dime sack



[Steele]

It ain't nothing like Bucktown music

when u smoking on a nine-five cruisin'

or when you with a dime chic getting booted

in the big truck, system up, boomin'

you like it cuz you choose it

many commercial emcees miss-use it

but the name of the game is rapture

now you rap actors meet you rap masters

Break!



Go Emperor!

(Repeats 8X)