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Westside Gunn - Empire Lyrics

Empire Lyrics[Intro: Conway]
Yeah
I'm that nigga fo'real though, nigga
Mm-hmm

[Verse 1: Conway the Machine & Westside Gunn]
Look, my shooter stay with his Roscoe
Drinkin' the Culture Cypher, little powder 'round his nostrils (Sniff)
I'm OG like Rodney Little
If it's a problem with you, I promise I gotta pop the pistol (Pah, pah, pah)
You not official, 350's I rock, I got for a nickel
You's a fake nigga, I'm opposite you (I ain't you, nigga)
From the most dangerous city in the Empire State (Eastside)
Annihilate who violate my snow
Sniff the blow, I tell her "Clean the entire plate"
This for them niggas locked behind wires and iron gates 'til they dyin' date (Free my niggas)
I'm a giant, you a snake, I'm Kobe Bryant late in the 4th
Cross you, step back, fire in ya face
Flyin' in the Wraith, my bitch is Sanaa Lathan in the face (Uh)
Body like Maliah with Mariah's cake (Cap)
The Skydweller with the diamond face
I ain't get this shit from supplyin' weight, I got it from rhymin' great (For real)
These niggas dancin', my shit got real niggas chantin' (The fuck wrong with you?)
You 'posed to be a boss, you on Twitter rantin' (Cap)
I don't give these niggas chances, I'm still a champion
It was written in the pamphlet
I'm as brilliant as Andy Warhol, with a empty canvas
Respect ain't negotiated, it's demanded
Ya head is where the shit out of the pistol landed, nigga (Doot doot doot doot doot)
This what I do, nigga (Ayo)
Conway the Machine, S.E. G, fuck nigga (Ayo)

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
I be the greatest, rockin' Karl Lagerfeld latest
Get a ki', make it another ki', this shit's amazing
Most of the judges racist
Trying to give me fifteen, 23 in 1 cages, Fieg Asics
Audi A9 lookin' like a spaceship (Skrt)
Fiends flag it down for a base hit
A hundred plates, my runner like to lick the resi' off
Usin' both hands when I let the Desi' off
Put the barrel in ya mouth, burn a hole in ya jaw
You know who we are, where crime don't matter
My man worth a mil', we started off as a bagger
Matte black Jaguar
Allahu Akbar, star
The chopper like I work for Al-Qaeda (Brrrt)
Mess hall, used to tell tales with the lifers
Don't sit at this table, we'll knife ya