Empire Lyrics

Empire

[Mac talking]
Cut that ?simply? track off
Give me a little volume in my headphones
Turn the mic up a little bit nigga I cant here myself
What? What?
alright
Its ?Macadon? off in this motherf**ker
DJ WOP, KLC
Feel it

[Mac]
First of all, nigga f**k y`all y`all niggas aint shit
I`m the one who slash rappers and be f**king they bit*h
I hate rappers who hate other rappers for making it
Record labels be dickin niggas, niggas just be takin it
Fakin it with videos, with pretty hoe`s and limos
But callin No Limit tryin submit them f**kin demos
Fake as* niggas be hollin "keep it real"
I got family nigga, Keep it real to them god damn bills
I give a f**k, bout hip-hop the culture of the call
This sh*t is watered down like a scene from Jaws
I done been through all the phases, 
Tampered with all the styles,
Niggas done soldier hated,
Mac retaliated
Tell them niggas in back with semi-autos
You dis me on wax, you might not see tomorrow
I`m like Zorro, I mark D.F.M on they back
[And whats that] That mean Dont f**k wit Mac
They should`ve told you I was nothing nice
As a matter of fact they should`ve told you I was nothing nice twice
My rollie was dipped in ice, my g-ride was payed out
Crib was layed out before my record was out
Most of y`all go gold and never see a bank roll
A hundred g`s in the hole cause you sold your soul
when your broke, your yellin at TRU to hip-hop shit
I`m known damn well all you niggas tryin to get rich
East, west, middle, south nigga we all the same
We all speak the same sh*t but with different type of slang
So the next nigga talk about we country and weak
I hope his momma catch cancer and die in her sleep
What?

1-2-1-2 you get your crew, I get my crew and we can do what real niggas 
do
What?

1-2-1-2 you get your boo, I get my boo and they can do what real bit*hes 
do

[Mac talking]
The camouflage assassin
The no Limit empire strikies back for all the haters
What?
We`re No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya x7
We`re No Limit motherf**king soldiers