you've got to make it what you want part of me is still Spokane that's never gotten off the track just waiting for The Inland Empire Strikes Back Mna
Hookin up with Primo (?) do it (do it) [Verse One] We comin through to take control of each zip code Bridgin the gap from rap to calypso We gonna strike each city from 'Frisco Tokyo to back
crown for y'all Say what? Flipmode put it down for y'all YEAH, YEAH!! {verse 2} yeah, yo, the empire strikes back shit is official, street niggas fight back
our gold teeth at the cats in the alleys a flame on a match that the wind can't catch and when the bad guys attack the empire strikes back
knowledge Now you surely can't lose...Why? [Chorus] [Verse 2] The return of the dread I when I get back the entire Empire will start to strike back
strike system niggaz trapped in a vice grip You can't defeat me, I defy all odds and sabotages I survived Reagan, I survived the first Bush Thinkin back
to seek a CRIMINAL INDICTMENT, and pave the way for STIFFER LEGISLATION, increased FEDERAL AID, and AVERT A CRIPPLING STRIKE of Bartenders and Veterinarians throughout the INLAND EMPIRE
it chilled and relaxed but we still sound phat It's like that When we write raps We're not from the empire but we still strike back So put your hands
deep in their hearts Satan is lurking, and he will break out Always someone at your back only waiting to attack Phantoms of death, Phantoms of death The empire
in their hearts Satan is lurking, and he will break out Always someone at your back only waiting to attack [Chorus] Phantoms of death, Phantoms of death The empire
And now we're here let the games begin Get ready, start, let's play We''ll win this race This is the new beginning The empire strikes back Learn
take And now we're here let the games begin Get ready, start, let's play We''ll win this race This is the new beginning The empire strikes back Learn
... Empire... Lil Wayne... Question... Cash Money...(Three) Dope Supply [Chorus] Living in a World a Fantasy (Livin in a World a Fantasy) His Back agaist
striking up a verb-fest mass destruction is my function - time to put it to the test in combat --- attacking since way back in the days eye drew praise
pulse of tha condemned Sound off America's demise Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Yes I spit fire Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires Back
of the condemned, sound off America's demise The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, yes I spit fire Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires Yes back