Текст Conway The Machine – Empire
Текст:
Conway:
Yuhh
I’m that nigga fa’real though, nigga
Mmhmm
Look
My shooter stay with his Roscoe
Drinkin the culture cypher, little powder ’round his nostrils
I’m OG like Rodney Little
If it’s a problem with’chu, I promise I gotta pop the pistol
You not official
350s I rock, I got for a nickel
Youse a fake nigga, I’m opposite you
From the most dangerous city in the Empire State
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
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
Body like Maliah, with Mariah’s cake
The Skydweller with the diamond face
I ain’t get this shit from supplyin’ weight, I got it from rhymin’ great
These niggas dancin’
My shit got real niggas chantin’
You ‘posed to be a boss, you on Twitter rantin’
I don’t give these niggas chances
It was written in the pamphlet, I’m as brilliant as Andy Warhol, with a empty canvas Respect ain’t negotiatiated, it’s demanded
Ya head is where the shit outta the pistol landed
Nigga
This what I do, nigga
Conway the machine, SE G, fuck nigga
Westside Gunn:
I be the greatest
Rockin’ Karl Lagerfeld latest
Get a key, make it another key
This shit amazing
Most of the judges racist
Trying to give me 15, 23 in 1 cages
Fieg Asics
Audi A9 lookin’ like a spaceship
Fiends flag it down for a base hit
A hundred plates, my runner like to lick the rezzy off
Usin’ both hands when I let the dessi 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
Mess hall, used to tell tales with the lifers
Don’t sit at this table, we’ll knife ya
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