The Last Emperor

The Last Emperor - Here We Are lyrics

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[The Last Emperor]

Yo, when I got the mic in my hand and the camera's on

I make the crowd get hype, and wanna blast this ??

Turnin' up is all good nigga, that's my song

Coast out through ya hood like a master Don

My raps is long and strong like and elephant tusk

The intelligent, rough lyrics that the ample discuss

Crushed with the Elephant Man, can't you tell that it's us

Ain't no sittin' around now, then y'all better get up

East, West, North, South, yeah we callin' y'all out

Any opposition of this is just getttin' stomped out

We came to take it from the bottom to the top of the line

Party people, show me were you at one time

[Chorus: The Last Emperor]

From the front to the back, wherever you are

Rollin' tough in your truck, jumpin' out of ya car

Boastin' up in ya club or ya neighbourhood bar

Say "Here We Are", stomp it out y'all

"Here We Are", come on, stomp it out y'all

"Here We Are", oh-uh-ha, stomp it out y'all

"Here We Are", yeah, stomp it out y'all

"Here We Are", yeah

[The Last Emperor]

I hear the road call stomp out song, we need that

Come on, let's get it on and ease back

See the difference between me and these cats

My flow is strong, I spit creatine caps

Strong to the ladies, yeah they probably want me

I don't follow a blind lead, they follow me bluntly

Large appetite, my stomach is hollow, I'm hungry

I smack rappers like Solomon Grundi

As long as y'all want me I'ma come right back

And do what it takes to make a party bump like that

Uh, Mr. Martin Evil D on the track

Stomp it out y'all, show me where my people is at

[Chorus]

[The Last Emperor]

Uh, I yell it out, I can't say it too plain

This is my jungle sucker, top of the food chain

I don't know what y'all thought when 2002 came

But this is my court and I'm runnin' the new game

I smash and dent and crash ya band

The glass and rim, blast them in, this is where my compassion ends

And I'ma make it quite clear check the captions kids

"Here We Are", right here's where's the action is

Poetical pacoderm packin' them in

Hoe catcher, dope snatcher, put my back to the wind

These rappers is no match, feel the back of my Timb's

Stomp it out y'all, show them that we at it again

[Chorus]

"Here We Are"

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