The Last Emperor

The Last Emperor - Fo' Rel songtekst

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[Verse 1] 

Hush- so I can hear the adrenaline rush 

Through my body, shock me with the most delicate touch 

Oh, yes its precious like an elephant tusk 

Fine-tuned machine equipped with a pedal and clutch 

Fly motor bike with mad wheels, man I'm rolling right 

My words are real and all others are prototypes 

Sit home and write during the day or overnight 

And stay well below the hype, I did it for your delight 

I'm a wordsmith, lyrical metallurgist 

Never nervous and I'm always down to serve kids 

No mistake'n I got a way make'n my words fit 

Crash'n, and even my accidents have a purpose 

The ring master, treat the stage like a circus 

Hip hop's my job and I'm careful with who I work with 

From the deaf, the dumb, the blind, to the learn-ed, 

Get it right 'coz tonight we might blow a circuit. 



[Chorus] 

The used to walk right by you (thats fo'rel) 

But this year they can't deny you (thats fo'rel) 

Finally, here's your chance to show skill 

Say that's fo'rel 

Made the proper sacrifices (thats fo'rel) 

Now they all know whose the nicest (thats fo'rel) 

Finally, here's your chance to show skill 

Say that's fo'rel 



[Verse 2] 

I tear down stages without regrets 

Show me one and if I haven't ousted yet 

I'll come and blast it, but I'm not talk'n about the tech 

I'll put words together in any alphabet 

Now who dares to challenge me next 

Please speak up, now out of respect 

Before you decide to battle me next 

Think twice and take a brief reality check 

But yet, I'm like the coolest ruler you've ever met 

With one hand in my pocket like Alanis Morissette 

Pull'n out rhymes that will amaze you 

Every line I write is a technological breakthrough 

Hey you, are you will'n to pay dues? 

Rock with the rhythm I'm give'n the fake blues 

Now run out and tell everybody the great news 

There's a new kid whose out with the power to slay crews 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3] 

Now if you like hot beats and do'n it in the streets 

Right on, right on (right on, right on) 

If you've ever been attacked and you ready to fight back 

Fight on, fight on (fight on, fight on) 

Keep it on, don't stop it- blast like a rocket 

I rhyme for pleasure, not monetary profit 

Watch the 'Emp drop it, that ill-type of logic 

Lyrics larger than life- way beyond microscopic 

You could smoke ten dimes, recite your best ten rhymes 

And still couldn't manage to damage or even bend mine 

So stop the upward motion I'm float'n on an incline 

One thousand watts of hip hop in my molecules and enzymes 

In time, you'll realize the end results 

Do'n this I influence kids and adults 

For bend'n foes without the latest trend in clothes 

Best believe on me, you'll depend the most 

To reveal it, when others try to conceal it 

Kidnap it and steal it- after they hurt it, I heal it 

And when it recovers from illness 

Watch the guard pull out cards and deal with that fo'relness 



[Chorus]
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