Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Imperial, artist - CunninLynguists. Album song Strange Journey Volume Two, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: APOS
Song language: English
Imperial |
Its about time, like that shit that light up ya wrist |
Real niggas keep pleadin' the 5th |
Concealed dealings in the heat of the mist |
In the jungle where the simians pull semis a-plenty |
In the league of the chimps |
I’m so for real with bananas and clips |
So I fail with the gangstas and pimps |
Try’na prevail, quick money attempts |
Couple hits, nigga thinkin' he rich |
But I was headstrong, dead wrong perhaps |
Playin' scenes in my mind when a fiend relapse |
Eyes rolled back in they head relaxed |
But money feeds the J’s to the feet of the cool |
And my feet were famished after walkin' from school |
Wood heels, smokin' kill with a hooligan crew |
Talkin' slick to the fiends, even robbin' a few |
Niggas lucky that it’s rappin' that he happen to do |
Cause oh, lo and behold, it could happen to you |
And the beat goes up (imperial) |
You can feel it in your lows (imperial) |
Imperial rock (imperial) |
Imperial roll (imperial) |
The politics of pushin' potent potion |
One toke and I bet I got you open |
Peep what I prescribe to my smokers |
Give em the proper dosage |
Gary boy with dreams like Michael to see the ocean |
I was local til the white boy Joseph put me on different coasts |
Then he left me for dead, dog |
So he could push the pussy pigs Sonic The Hedgehog |
The crackers wanna profit off my topics of mockin' |
But yo I’m from a small town called |
«Bitch when I see you, I’m in yo pockets» |
Niggas rock it let it dry, trap, traffic and train hoes |
Poppin' my P-95 at polices in plain clothes |
The ghetto just infested with felons |
So whether its the fuzz or the thugs now you under surveillance |
I got a letter from the feds in the mail |
That say I’m connected with some niggas that’s sellin' yayo |
So share some information or you’ll be sharin' a cell |
«Lock me up and swallow the key, throw me under the jail |
Never tell, I’m a gangsta» |
And the beat goes up (imperial) |
You can feel it in your lows (imperial) |
Imperial rock (imperial) |
Imperial roll (imperial) |