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Artist: Mac
Song: Empire
Album: Shell Shocked
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Lyrics:

[mac talking]
Cut that ? simply? track off
Give me a little volume in my headphones
Turn the mic up a little bit nigga I cant here myself
What? what?
Alright
Its ? macadon? off in this motherf***er
Dj wop, klc
Feel it

[mac]
First of all, nigga f*** y'all y'all niggas ain't sh**
I'm the one who slash rappers and be f***ing they bi***
I hate rappers who hate other rappers for making it
Record labels be d***in niggas, niggas just be takin it
Fakin it with videos, with pretty hoe's and limos
But callin no limit tryin submit them f***in demos
Fake ass niggas be hollin keep it real
I got family nigga, keep it real to them God damn bills
I give a f***, bout hip-hop the culture of the call
This sh** is watered down like a scene from jaws
I done been through all the phases,
Tampered with all the styles,
Niggas done soldier hated,
Mac retaliated
Tell them niggas in back with semi-autos
You dis me on wax, you might not see tomorrow
I'm like zorro, I mark d.f.m on they back
[and what's that] that mean don't f*** wit mac
They should've told you I was nothing nice
As a matter of fact they should've told you I was nothing nice twice
My rollie was dipped in ice, my g-ride was payed out
Crib was layed out before my record was out
Most of y'all go gold and never see a bank roll
A hundred g's in the hole cause you sold your soul
When your broke, your yellin at tru to hip-hop sh**
I'm known damn well all you niggas tryin to get rich
East, west, middle, south nigga we all the same
We all speak the same sh** but with different type of slang
So the next nigga talk about we country and weak
I hope his momma catch cancer and die in her sleep
What?

1-2-1-2 you get your crew, I get my crew and we can do what real niggas
Do
What?

1-2-1-2 you get your boo, I get my boo and they can do what real bi***es
Do

[mac talking]
The camouflage assassin
The no limit empire strikies back for all the haters
What?
We're no limit soldiers, I thought I told ya x7
We're no limit motherf***ing soldiers

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