Текст песни Empire Goals/It's a Long Story - Neal R

Watch the concrete jungle, tomato streets
Y'all like meat getting heat
My shit 'Rocketman,' jump over the Empire
As I said, these liars are tossing the fire
Feel the horns come in rolling like a tire
My shit bold you could call it inked
Linked with a coat that's minked
Keep the flow steady like bada-bada
Y'all crumble like cereal furniture, 'Chario'
Fly away with pixie bitch, like your a fairy- (oh)
I pack lines into one like i'm UPS
Y'all suckups
Y'all annoying like pop-ups
Split 2 cause' I just have so much to say
I mentioned this cause it's hotter than may
Find me in fucking austrailia, like G'day
Pass me around like a hot potato
Tomato, tomato, it's the same motto
Punctuate this bitch like a carbonator
I'm still spittin' fresh seeds like a "Watermelon"
Cash math so hard you could call it a felon

Follow the sense, it so hard to find
It might be at the bottom of the ocean, Submarined
Next to my gold that really blind
I already fit like (how many words?)
Into a few minutes of music
Stop your day snooze it
It's TRI bitch, cubic
Cupid done hit the wrong man
Pull out the glock and he go (woop)
Life is a test, it's the SAT
Mess with me, bullet-hole in your knee
Fuck around and mess up the structure
Puncture the rupture
And fuck with the culture
Let the beat roll, let them hang
I got a tang like the Wu-Tang
That's slang for fuck off
Clang like pots and pans
So emotional, made my heart pang
I ain't got time for your (Yeah and ums)
You bum, go find some fun
I'm electrical, you could call me a stun gun
That's a lot of packing, yeah it's a whole ton
This shit future poetry, rhymes of 3005
He broke out in hives cause honey in a strive
It's what it feels like to be alive
Reference this like "The Ghost of Christmas Past."

Better shut your trap (zip) before you backslapped
Tap, tap on the shoulder, glock go pap
At this point, money turns to sap
I'm sick of you trapping bastards with nothing but cap
Wow
This man hurling the curses
Rate of 1 milli, it's getting chilli
Make the bitches' lips purses
Mercy, mercy me, nevermind it merges
(I can see everything from here)
(This is why they say this the empire)
(Atlanta better, heh)
(I had to say it)
(That's where we at)
Stop with the Rolls Royce bullshit
Rhymes don't go by themselves unspit
Drum kit hell raising
Y'all go well fazing
Y'all can't go a day without hazing
It's a, it's a white, white world
You know, people are twisted and whirled
Get off my property, hippity-hoppity
Get off my lawn, shut the fuck up, stoppity
Rap like beef, spit back at em'
Cough some phlegm at em'
Stomp your feat like an anthem
Cause some city fuckin' mayhem
Go and stay with em'

(It's)
(It's a long story son)
(Ugh)
(Fine i'll tell you)
(Just give me a second)
(I have to wait till' this beat drops)
Yo, let me take you on a journey, back in time
To the days of struggle, when I was tryna find
My voice, the complex story
Of the inventory, like
Regular childhood, where dreams often shattered
Every step forward, felt like ten fuckin' backwards
But I had 20-20 vision, brighter than gold
A story untold, through spittin' rhymes bold
I keep my shit flow, they just want the hoes
They said I couldn't make shit, I showed I could
No hood life, pull out a knife and stab
That's cool, drown em in' a pool
Oh, put on my tab, kid
I just sheet it down, like an afterbride
The world split in two, pick your side
Stereo, mono, nah i'm surround
People run on caffeine, I'm cordless
Class One, it's gorgeous
I'm a fortress
You can't get inside me, I'm portless
Stop tryna fuck around with me
I've been fooled once too many
Stop acting friendly, wow, your edgy
Your empty inside like a lost penny

The druggy around the corner
He launder like a pad launcher
Where R at with the songsters?
I'm right here, dropping some scorchers
Let the beat run right from me
Tea time with time, let em' be free
Spree like shopping, happy like glee
That's the only thing I want for free
And yes zach, fuck you I remember
Socked me on my day in september
But that's all in the past
You put my fragile ego in a cast