Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Imperial, artist - Rah Digga. Date of issue: 15.12.2008
Song language: English
Imperial |
| Flipmode the Imperial |
| You know you love it when you hear us on the radio |
| Go cop the joint and play the shit up in your stereo |
| Or in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the disco |
| And if you want the fly shit, my nigga, here we go |
| You know it’s Digga lookin pretty in the video |
| With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don’t hear me though |
| Just when you think we done we hit y’all we got plenty mo' |
| Blow! |
| It be’s the little mama, lip gloss and eyeliner |
| The only shit poppin like White Castle or the diner |
| Rah Digga make the joints that the DJs blast |
| Ghetto diva in the Source with the 3 page ad |
| Watch as the hood rat messiah climb swiftly |
| Labels scarred to death to let their artist bomb with me |
| Cause you can send your thuggest MC and watch me son 'em |
| The ruggedest bitch, don’t even rhyme about gunnin |
| Got joints circulating like them old karate flicks |
| Buncha Rah Digga shirts on some big body chicks |
| Throw my shit in your hoopty or your luxury trucks |
| And make the quickest turn around like 'dro for 20 bucks |
| And I’ll still be the greatest if this rap shit fail me |
| Back to jackin bootleg flicks from out the deli |
| Livin off the interest |
| Sippin on Tequila with my logo on the side of fuckin 18 wheelers |
| Ay yo yo yo |
| Raze and dazzle niggas like ya’ll |
| Spray niggas like you and dismantle niggas like y’all |
| I got the thing that’ll majorly handle niggas like y’all |
| Fight y’all, bust a semi and cancel niggas like y’all |
| I know some joke niggas who love to hassle niggas like y’all |
| Talk, and fix and simply dance on niggas like y’all |
| Trample niggas like y’all |
| Make examples outta niggas like y’all |
| Grit their teeth and cock the hammer up inside the dance hall |
| Thugs, here’s another sample for niggas like ya’ll |
| Or for the ones who pass and light a roman candle for niggas like y’all |
| Fight for niggas like y’all |
| Grad the mic from motherfuckers like y’all |
| Blow the spot in the night for all my niggas like y’all |
| My get high niggas, I blaze for niggas like y’all |
| Stink the spot up with 'dro now spray the fuckin Lysol |
| You know we be the ultimate |
| We fuckin with some other shit |
| And when we hit y’all |
| Yes, we sit and watch ya’ll niggas ride the dick |
| (Busta Rhymes) |
| A’yo, clap and slap up a nigga for talkin lotsa wack shit |
| While I roll around with the Harriet Thugman of this rap shit |
| (Rah Digga) |
| Black chick, with intellect, who wanna match wits? |
| Write my own rhymes so can’t no nigga tell me jack shit |
| (Busta Rhymes) |
| Master shit, Flipmode exclusive across the map and shit |
| Presenting the first lady of the squad so give me dap and shit |
| (Rah Digga) |
| Sayin' peace when you see me, play the role like Ally Sheedy |
| And I ain’t gon' join ya cipher if the weed’s too seedy |
| (Busta Rhymes) |
| Yo, make sure you see what we doing now, put on your binoculars |
| Then I gas ya like a paid latino down at Banco Popular |
| (Rah Digga) |
| Rah Digga underground and gon' always blow the spot for ya |
| Longest runnin shit since the Phantom of the Opera |
| (Busta Rhymes) |
| Bus-a-Bus, going down as one of the greatest spoken philosophers |
| Holding a 12-shot semi with a little red dot for ya |
| (Rah Digga) |
| First and only female unmatched by anyone |
| Rip it from old school to the next millennium |