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Empire
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Rap
Empire was released on July 21, 1998 by Cam Fam / Rapbay / Urbanlife Distribution as a part of the album Shell Shocked
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Release DateJuly 21, 1998
LabelCam Fam / Rapbay / Urbanlife Distribution
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mckinley Phipps Jr.
Mckinley Phipps Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ina Wroldsen
Ina Wroldsen
Songwriter
Steve Mac
Steve Mac
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mac
Mac
Producer

Lyrics

Cut that simply track off
Give me a little volume in my headphones
Turn the mic up a little bit **** I can't hear myself
What? What?
Alright
Its Mac-a-Don off in this motherfucker
DJ Wop, KLC
Feel it
First of all, **** fuck y'all, y'all **** ain't shit
I'm the one who slash rappers and be fuckin' they bitch
I hate rappers who hate other rappers for makin' it
Record labels be dickin' ****, **** just be takin' it
Fakin' it with videos, with pretty hoes and limos
But callin' No Limit tryna submit them fuckin' demos
Fake ass **** be hollerin "Keep it real!"
I got family ****, keep it real to these god damn bills
I give a fuck, 'bout hip-hop, the culture or the cause
This shit is watered down like a scene from Jaws
I done been through all the phases, tampered with all the styles
**** done soldier hated, Mac retaliated
Tell them **** in back with semi-autos
You diss me on wax, you might not see tomorrow
I'm like Zorro, I mark D.F.M. on they back
[And what's that?] That mean Don't Fuck wit Mac
They should've told you I was nothin' nice
As a matter of fact they should've told you I was nothin' nice twice
My Rollie was dipped in ice, my g-ride was paid out
Crib was laid out before my record was out
Most of y'all go gold and never see a bankroll
A hundred Gs in the hole cause you sold your soul
When you're broke, you're yellin' at TRU to hip-hop shit
I'm knowin' damn well all you **** tryna get rich
East, west, middle, south **** we all the same
We all speak the same shit just with different type of slang
So the next **** talk about we country and weak
I hope his momma catch cancer and die in her sleep
What?
One two, one two, you get your crew, I get my crew and we can do what real **** do
What?
One two, one two, you get your boo, I get my boo and they can do what real bitches do
The camouflage assassin
The No Limit empire strikes back for all the haters
What?
We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya
We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya
We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya
We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya
We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya
We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya
We're No Limit Soldiers, I thought I told ya
We're No Limit motherfucking soldiers
Written by: Mckinley Phipps Jr.
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