Empire Staters

Lyrics

[Verse 1] From the underworld comes the street novelist I'm marvelous [?] tryna get my own providence Chickenheads blow up hotline and the cops find Empty shells, I test my gun busting at stop signs Fiends go through withdrawals, my niggas got no morals Niggas get murdered painting murals, making roses floral My aura's royal, mental twisted like a coil Street corners boil, test the god and rest under soil We scheming on scales and gates, picturing ales and steaks Getting thousand dollar bills for possessing flakes Once the reclusive with the exclusive The God's invisible, elusive, style is inconclusive Unfound, some of my transcripts are world renowned In a deep pool of bloody money, a lotta niggas drown My niggas break bread doing state bids, a nigga that hates feds And when I bring it, it ain't no escape, kid [Chorus] To all my peoples in the state where skies are grayer Rubber ties they paper, it's the empire staters On the five Burroughs and greater Minor league niggas bleed major, we the empire staters [Verse 2] I run with degenerates who serve fiends and derelicts Sip alcoholic beverages and leave you hemorrhaging With Kentucky Derby cheese and convert-y threes A black man can't have nothing another searching sees My words are 18 karat, the style [?] is golden [?] controlling me and my pirates stay holding Leave no stone unturned, not one third of the light Hit the sunburn with thoughts of guns and [?] When my crew assembly, ain't nothing friendly Clans get empty, prosecutors get vexed 'cause our attempts be Suited in polo, jeans, coat, blurry from the weed smoke Boil at high degrees 'cause [?] coke Low ceasar [?] intellect, the pro speaker Hide your face or police will snap your picture with [?] The grand prix lifestyle makes you throw dice down My niggas up north sending depressing kites down [Chorus] To all my peoples in the state where skies are grayer Rubber ties they paper, it's the empire staters On the five Burroughs and greater Minor league niggas bleed major, we the empire staters [Verse 3] Yo, knowledge to heaven's like Copernicus with verbal trips Rhyme merciless, the damn weed got me in herbal bliss Niggas rise but it's easy to take the plunge As I forwardly lunge to give funds, that's word to young It's compelling, back once again, a known felon Tongues get numb and we get lump sum so what we selling Once the [?] ate your heritage And the [?] commemorative from '86 when you competitive Nowadays, it's strictly foul play, my rule of life's the wild way Where Riker's Isle stay since they child days I'm lost and found and my people scuffing and scrounge Murder committed, I turn religious and then muffle the sound Queens niggas got crazy chronicles and some diabolical Niggas that's putting weapons to proper use This boulevard nigga's strictly out for cash I'm in whips with chicks with leather seats fitting up on they ass Time'll pass and the unknown's upon us Live lawless in this savage world, black peoples is mourners [Chorus] To all my peoples in the state where skies are grayer Rubber ties they paper, it's the empire staters On the five Burroughs and greater Minor league niggas bleed major, we the empire staters All my peoples in the state where skies are grayer Rubber ties they paper, it's the empire staters On the five Burroughs and greater Minor league niggas bleed major, we the empire staters