[Intro]

The empire strikes back mother fuckers!

Lenny S

DJ Envy, holla at ya boy!

Bang bang, Sigel street gang

Early

Ayo they coming at my head Hov

My blood pressure is buildin'

The headphones is on fire this time around, Bleek

'Bout to squeeze the juice outta this nigga

[Verse]

Yo

Fuck the speculation, talk over

Nigga, dig this: I'm 'bout to son Kiss like a soda

And make J to the mwah

Put his lips on his nine and really kiss the game goodbye

You 'bout to really make me hurt you, Kiss

Spittin' candy bars, this nigga sweeter than a Hershey's kiss

Got me heated, 'bout to work the fifth

Resin off that purple shit

The reverend got to get a hearse for Kiss

You broke

Talkin' 'bout you rocked ya self out

When I see you gon' really wish you knocked ya self out

Want it with Sig'? Need the whole Lox to help out

It's just me, I don't need the Roc to help out

I can tell why Styles say he the ghost of this shit

I could tell in ya style he write most of ya shit

Ya name mwah nigga, most of you bitch

Got me pissed

Can put ya dick in the dirt

Fucking pussies, so I'ma fuck you when I'm lifting ya skirt

We could spit it or gun it out

Four fifth or M1 it out

Tell me nigga how you wanna route

You still living in the basement of ya mother house

I tried to have a little patience but it's running out

Pop you, leave the blood in ya mouth

Knock ya brains out

Let the doc' remind you what a thug is about

And I'm talking to Jada

And any y'all muhfuckin haters who like him wanna put down paper

Tell em meet me at any arena

Bring his nina

I'll spark him up, starch him, leave him stiff like the cleaners

Niggas got hidden agendas

We got gats hitting the engines

A pocket in the coupe of the pigeons

Get the S K right for ya chest

Give ya long mwah goodnight, and ain't no life after death

Ayo peep how I handle this nigga

I'll rock your bells like L, I ain't Canibus, nigga

Yeah, recess over for you playground niggas

Wouldn't shoot up a ladder, slide down a board

Fuck ya monkey ass bars when I'm swinging this four

Can't duck when I land shots

Get buried in a sandbox

Sharks in the water can't swim in the pool

No snacks after school, and my stomach is full

Gotta bring it to him hard as shit

I'll kick his ball over the fence to let the nigga know

Who yard is this

What's funny Jason, really think you grimy too

And everybody likes you better in that shiny suit

So no matter where you go, I'ma spot you

Double R tee and a baldie, I'ma pop you

My pump make you lift up

TEC make you do a 360

Got gats that the government's got

Motherfucker is you thuggin' or not?

(Empire strikes back)

Naw, fuck it, I don't wanna stop

My gun'll pop, it's A-Fella, tell me who you wanna rock

And I could show you how grimy done

I'll cuff ya ass, strip ya ass, whip ya ass 'til ya mommy come

I got the mask and the TECs and the Tommy guns

Leave it up to Hov to X out Tommy Buns

We could bet what you owe Puff and double ya debt

Double that, quadruple the threat

Now look what you made me do, brains blew

My team of the marine blue, six coupe

Skeeted out, heated out, weeded out

Haze and hydro

On our way to Y O

And that tenant shit, rented shit

Extended shit

You cheesecake niggas, my dogs get they spinach dipped

In angel dust

Come through and tame ya pups

Think it's a game till ya brains get touched

Yeah, nigga, let's clash the crews

Attitude like Noah, gats in twos

I got a hundred niggas, hundred K's

Rain on you for a hundred nights, hundred days

Fuck a million man march, let a million men spark

Got a million men with heart

Yeah nigga, fuck the peace

Motherfucker can't duck the beast

What made this stupid ass nigga wanna fuck with Sig?

Come on dog, there's another verse

I know that funeral home got a stash, reverend got another hearse

(Whoa)