Last Emperor The Umph Lyrics

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!



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[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!



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[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)