He’s Alive (He Lives)

Lyrics

[Intro: RZA] Turn my fucking headphones up! Ayo, nurse, bring the patient in, strap him down, yo [Verse 1: RZA] Inject the serum to the tip of his cerebellum 70 cc's of denji should brain-accel him Nurse, increase the IV (But doc, that may kill him!) Don't worry, we got technology, we can rebuild him Strength of the ox, slickness of the fox Electrical brain waves being charged by the dreadlocks Audiodynamic vocal box inside the black oval Won't be a beat that my son couldn't flow to Call Prince Paul to inject De La Soulful (Doc, his heart is beating too fast!) Nurse, I told you! Decrease the brain battery, more gamma to the chest cavity Put the DNA code of every pharaoh in his anatomy Heart of the conquerors, fighting force of Joe Blanca Interscope won't be the same, we just created a monster [Verse 2: Last Emperor] A mysterious man with a mysterious past Who came back from the dead to kick some serious ass I clearance a path, blast Glocks, raps whatever RZA put my DNA blocks back together And constructed, something impenetrable by heaters Made from the world's great ancient leaders Rzarector, I wanna thank you for giving me A second chance at life, you've uprisen me To separate the wise art from the wizardry And take revenge on those who imprison me In the East, the location was well-hidden My corpse was torn, rotted, bullet-ridden There's still an after taste from the poison I was given (Last Emperor) Yes master, what is thy bidding? [Verse 3: RZA] Go barbarian like thunder, I'll wrap these niggas up like Mumm-Ra Off of guitar samples of Prince Paul mixed with Sun-Ra Scatter to the four corners, make these bitch rappers mourners Let 'em know, son, they time of God is upon us And if they try to form a challenge throw 'em off balance [Verse 4: Last Emperor] I snatch the mic with my talons Prepare to meet this challenge Break the sacred seal and release these ancient talents I ride the track and leave MCs fully damaged Like Hannibal on the back of a black wooly mammoth I was banished, they panicked at the words that I said I split backs wit the war axe of Eric the Red Until I get tax exemption, redemption from cruel people The Last Emperor but I'm not Hiro Hitu More like Manson Musa, you don't get the chance to use a Primitive weapon on this microphone stand abuser Should you choose ta whip out the banger This archaic warrior responds with anger I stop fighter planes before they even leave their hangars And I'm sick enough to pull a Khan/ conjob like Genghis I weave tales of war, legend, and folklore Things will never be as they were once before Witness the second coming of the Last Emperor For now and forever, cursed to walk the Earth once more