(feat. 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! 

[x8] 



[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! 

[x8] 



[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! 

[x7] 



[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! 

[x8]