Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Imperials, artist - Tha God Fahim. Album song Dump Goat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tha God Fahim
Song language: English
Imperials |
| Yeah, yo |
| Check it |
| I’m having visions of war |
| Live by the gun, die by the sword |
| Either you hustle or you die being poor |
| Silver stakes, raw vampire |
| Hollow bullets can’t withstand fire |
| Out the nozzle goes a campfire |
| My bullets sing together like a choir |
| Rock your whole top, I can’t stand liars |
| They belong in the hellfire |
| Ayo, my city like the hellfire |
| Gotta watch for the circle daily |
| Watch your lady, at times visions be shady |
| Thirty shots’ll turn a nigga to gravy |
| It’s fuck you, pay me |
| I’m the god, so the devil can’t phase me |
| So tell me what’s the Grapes of Math? |
| Step on my toes and feel wrath |
| Complete the task, with no removal of the mask |
| Weak MCs won’t last |
| For cold cash, I’ll make you part of the past |
| That’s your ass |
| Grab the hammers and scratch off the serial |
| To make it past twenty is a miracle |
| We imperials, alike mind, stars align |
| My third eye open, and y’all’s blind |
| It’s hard to shape time, snatch away the sun, take shine |
| Great minds, ayo, my palm grip nines |
| Giving sight back to the blind |
| Another day, another crime |
| I’m an apostle, that’s usually wrong |
| Forever hostile |
| The feds clock me, but can’t stop me |
| Going through so many obstacles |
| For shit that seemed impossible |
| Keep the squeeze on my hip, in case I’m poppin' you |
| Fire out the mouth of the dragon |
| If you don’t know, ask Madden |
| Gorilla Glue blunts in my ashtray |
| A queen to lighten up my bad day |
| I’m hype to get the pack and cash weighed |
| I might as well say, I’m rocking silk like Aladdin |
| I’m taking shit, I ain’t asking |
| Got real skill, I ain’t gassing |
| I’m sipping Hennessy like thugs passion |
| Blow the brains on your Nike Air Max’s |
| Grab the hammers and scratch off the serial |
| To make it past twenty is a miracle |
| We imperials, alike mind, stars align |
| My third eye open, and y’all’s blind |
| It’s hard to shape time, snatch away the sun, take shine |
| Great minds, ayo, my palm grip nines |
| Giving sight back to the blind |
| Another day, another crime |