Lyrics Go Get' Em - The Last Emperor

Go Get' Em

Jungle Jim walks in and make the whole house freeze
Set another trap for these sucka emcees
Jungle Jim is my name
Huntin' rappers my game
I even tackled a rapper right on the back of a plane
I have tied down a rapper to the tracks of a train
And this record is just a fraction of my actual claims
This is my territory now I’m back in the game
For fortune and glory and international fame
And though no treasure can ever truly measure my game
This is real trap music, well perhaps I’ll explain
I’m not a big drug dealer chasing dope in the streets
Get it straight now, I chase down the dopest beats
Like a big game hunter does ferocious beasts
Or the greek Jason chased the Golden Fleece
I’m a soldier for hire when the dough’s increased
I don’t stop retire there is no repreat
One thing is for certain you should know this chief
When Jungle Jim locks you in there’ll be no release
If these new rappers wanna be trapped
I go get 'em!
I don’t care how much money they stack
I go get 'em!
Dead or alive I’m bringin' em back
I go get 'em!
All these new rap cats and the tracks that come widdem
I got a nice cage that’ll fit 'em.
(Yeah)
I go get 'em!
When I hear the drum, kick, run quick hurry
Rhymes I select make the rest get worried (uh)
Judge and jury, the rest just scurry
Earlier today I got a call from Nick Fury
He said:
Jungle Jim, I hate to be a bother
We need you in a mission and it pays top dollar
To travel to an African country called Wakanda
And kidnap an African prince called T’Challa (uh)
I said bank, grab my Jungle Jim threads
Fold’em up and loaded up the Jungle Jim jet
Tonight by sunset guess what Jungle Jim gets
Top dollar for T’Challa in my Jungle Jim net
Another victory for the track master
I’ll admit he was swift but I ran faster
Now where this prince got his strength I just can’t answer
He was a man but he ran like a Black Panther
But I’ve been brave.
from back in the days
Cold slap any black cat in a rage
He got mad jumped bad and got clapped with a gauge
Now he’s back at S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters trapped in a cage
(I go get 'em!)
New rappers you can run for your life
I go get 'em!
I don’t care about a gun or a knife
I go get 'em!
Before you pay the ultimate price
I go get 'em!
Before you try to pick up a mic
I go get 'em!
Parents don’t like what I write
I go get 'em!
Do you know where your kids are tonight?
I go get 'em!
All these new rap cats and the tracks that come widdem
I go get 'em!
Asia
Africa
Tokyo
Mexico
I went all the places that they told me not to go
I looked in all their faces they were under mind control
Me and Haak dropped a record now we rock and on a roll
I have been to strange places, forgotten towns
I have embraced the bass on hostile ground
Captivate any audience and rock the crowd
Bottom line, when I rhyme you just gotta get down Whoa!
Jungle Jim make your body jump backwards
Runnin' around, hunting down underground rappers
Tag 'em up, snatch 'em up.
Hang 'em from rafters
Back around, back 'em down, track 'em down, catch 'em
Any time, any place, any where (ah)
I go get 'em!
Over land, or in sea, on in air (ah)
I go get 'em!
I don’t care if they fully prepared (ah)
I go get 'em!
I can catch 'em alone or in pairs (ah)
I go get 'em!
Whether a bet, a debt or a dare (ah)
I go get 'em!
With a quick drum kick or a snare (ah)
I go get 'em!
When rappers don’t behave they’re a slave to my rhythm
I got a nice cage that’ll fit 'em, (ah)
Go get' em!
The lyrics was transcripted by f4r4i