Текст песни Secret Wars - The Last Emperor
What
if
I
had
the
power
to
gather
all
of
my
favorite
MCs
With
the
illest
comic
book
characters
and
make
them
arch
enemies?
Inconcievable?
Unbelievable?
Yet
as
wild
as
it
seems
The
Emperor
and
Stan
Lee
would
coach
the
two
opposing
teams
What
if
I
took
my
love
for
hip-hop
and
comics
and
made
it
equal
And
gave
the
people
Secret
Wars
Part
Two
the
long
awaited
sequel
An
animated
hip-hop
grudge
match,
I'll
make
it
lethal
How
would
my
favorite
rappers
perform
in
the
face
of
evil?
I'd
take
the
RZA
from
Wu-Tang,
yes
the
Rzarector
Versus
Captain
America,
our
nation's
oldest
protector
Of
homeland
security,
the
top
defender,
top
Avenger
He
gets
dropped
and
injured
when
raw
hip-hop
commences
Now
it
gets
critical
when
Bobby
Digital
crosses
Captain
America
Perhaps
the
Red
Skull
would
have
to
jump
in
it
too
But
the
RZA
was
too
nimble,
the
Red
Skull
licked
off
shots
to
hit
him
RZA
then
launches
the
Wu
symbol
into
the
New
York
skyline
Timed
the
Red
Skull,
get
blown
apart
by
the
Ghostface
Killah
alias
Tony
Starks
AKA
Iron
Man,
Ghost
Deini
the
scientist
The
top
contender
what
other
Wu
members
could
I
enlist?
Who's
next
to
die
in
this?
I
would
take
Masta
Killa
and
Golden
Arms
versus
Power
Man
and
Iron
Fist
Imagine
Blade
the
black
hunter
of
vampires
Goin
after
DMX
the
dog
from
the
Ruff
Ryders
(RRRRR...)
I
mean
there's
no
tellin
how
they
might
react,
I've
seen
how
X
can
bite
the
track
Would
Blade
be
afraid
or
fight
and
then
leave
with
his
life
intact?
Yo
Blade,
I
think
you
got
me
wrong,
I
ain't
that
type
of
cat
And
if
you're
tryin'
to
step
to
the
dog
I'll
have
to
bite
you
back
I
saw
DMX
break
him
apart,
take
him
apart
He
played
with
the
art,
I
saw
X
drive
a
stake
through
his
heart
Another
mission
accomplished,
X
came,
saw
and
he
conquered
Buried
Blade's
body
in
a
shallow
graveyard
in
Yonkers
Imagine
after
seein
X
puttin
in
work
Watch
in
the
ring,
you'll
see
the
illest
pitbull
in
a
skirt
Reppin'
the
double
R,
the
first
lady
from
Philly,
Eve
y'all
Versus
David
Banner's
amazon
cousin
called
the
She-Hulk
Jump
in
the
ring
and
starts
swingin
I
see
punches,
they're
movin
in
and
out
Two
femme
fatales
engaged
in
a
cage
match,
two
woman
bout
A
lot
of
female
rap
is
played
but
not
Eve
They
done
got
Eve
knockin
chickens
out
like
Leila
Ali
Then
I
see
the
She-Hulk
hits
the
canvas,
Stan
Lee
now
gets
embarrassed
So
his
plan
is
to
summon
Sub-Mariner
from
Atlantis
Far
due
to
include
ATL
in
this
war
It's
foolishness,
I
just
get
Ludacris
to
settle
the
score
In
any
bout
or
brawl
you're
about
to
fall
I
spit
alcohol,
a
drowned
person
named
Moore
Actually
he's
no
match
for
me
I
put
him
to
sleep
You
need
to
see
and
then
came
Thor
Ludacris
and
the
mighty
Thor,
the
battle
I
chose
Had
Thor
swingin'
his
hammer
while
Cris
was
throwin'
'em
bones
He
sent
Thor
back
to
Valhalla,
made
Sub-Mariner
sea-sick
Scores
a
victory
for
hip-hop
plus
the
DTP
clique,
uh
My
battle-rappin
is
war,
my
raps
is
hardcore
Imagine
the
Roc-A-Fella
camp
versus
the
Fantastic
Four
As
I
get
deep
with
it,
Marvel
Comics
street
lyrics
As
we
proceed
with
it,
Jay-Z
versus
Reed
Richards
Imagine
Mr
Fantastic
and
Hova
goin'
at
it,
Jigga
spits
like
an
automatic
Click
click
click,
it's
over
damn
it
Any
static
from
Human
Torch,
y'all
know
the
procedure
Send
a
message
to
Young
Memphis,
he'll
go
and
defeat
him
Am
easy,
believe
me
Johnny
callin'
my
name
out,
come
with
it
I
spit
it
real
cool
and
I'm
puttin'
your
flame
out,
uh
Remember
Memphis,
Secret
Wars
is
a
critical
world
Where
rappers
disappear
like
a
meal
in
the
invincible
girl
But
let's
not
forget
Benjamin
J.
Grimm
Now
what
kind
of
rapper
could
Roc-A-Fella
get
to
slay
him?
I
mean,
who
would
step
inside
the
ring
Who
would
have
the
right
to
swing
Enough
muscle
and
might
to
bring?
Beanie
Sigel
fights
the
Thing!
Imagine
Beanie
and
Ben
Grimm
goin
spit
for
spit
Beanie
Sigel
and
The
Thing
going
brick
for
brick
Now
what
I
saw
was
the
board
get
gully
He
messed
around
and
got
knucked
out
by
the
Broad
Street
bully
But
yo
we
got
a
slight
problem
as
the
Hobgoblin
glides
in
I
see
him
droppin'
bombs
on
the
crowd
So
I'll
just
have
to
get
Freeway
with
the
buckshot
He
shot
him,
firing,
knockin
him
down
Ow,
Reppin
the
city
of
Philly
back
to
the
ring
when
I'm
distracted
by
Joey
Crack
Fat
Joe
knocks
out
the
Kingpin
The
Kingpin
thought
that
he
could
extort
Don
Cartagena
But
not
in
this
terrordome,
this
is
Terror
Squad's
arena
And
there's
a
lot
of
room
for
these
rappers
that
I
produced
Keith
Murray
came
home
in
a
hurry
to
box
Dr
Doom
My
miscellaneous
instantaneous
battle
techniques
will
leave
him
scarred
Courtesy
of
the
Death
Squad
and
LOD
Let's
see
the
crowd's
reaction
from
action,
turn
up
the
lights
No
doubt
it's
hype
from
all
these
rappers
in
my
house
tonight
But
live
via
satellite
look
who's
about
to
fight:
From
the
Brick
City
it's
the
Outsidaz
versus
Alpha
Flight
The
Jersey
regulators,
Young
Zee
versus
Vindicator
Rah
Digga
took
out
Snowbird
with
words
that
she
served
and
then
she
slayed
her
And
later
Asis
and
Slangtongue
with
their
pattern
of
rhymin'
Kick
back
to
back
freestyles
that
took
out
Puck
and
the
Shaman
The
Outs
tore
it
down
like
they're
doin'
on
tour
Pace1
punched
out
the
Sasquatch
and
yelled
"I
declare
war"
Now
it
seems
World
War
3 is
in
progress
Of
course
the
Punisher
would
target
the
leader
from
Onyx
Yeah,
Sticky
Fingaz,
I
kill
rappers
while
holdin'
my
gat
That
means
I
slam
the
Punisher
and
put
a
hole
in
his
back
You
know
how
I
act,
what
up,
try
and
look,
let's
see
He's
finished,
I'm
in
it
to
win
it
for
the
USG
As
you
can
see
there's
no
casualties
on
my
team
Me
versus
Stan
Lee
is
more
like
"man
vs
machine"
I've
seen
Xzibit
from
the
West
flyin'
in
Versus
Colossus,
X-Man
with
the
iron
skin
Xzibit
suckerpunched
the
rushin'
knocked
the
thing
There's
no
choice
in
my
arena,
it's
either
die
or
win,
but
then
This
is
all
that
happens
if
heroes
target
rappers
Then
wouldn't
Matt
Murdoch
be
going
after
Marshal
Mathers
Would
Eminem
then
use
the
Daredevil
for
target
practice
Slim
Shady
maybe
Ben
Affleck
catch
record
then
cause
disaster
Somebody
find
a
gurdy,
I'm'a
stretch
then
blind
the
turdy
Bury
him
alive
and
burn
him,
tell
D12
he
tried
to
earn
me
Now
this
certainly
serves
as
a
hideous
mixed
win
I
call
D12
to
fight
the
Insidious
Six
and
This
fight
music
produces
bumps
and
bruises
as
the
Scorpion
and
Rhino
fight
Kuniva
and
Proof
Swifty
McVeigh
slayed
Mysterio
on
his
illusions
Kon
Artis
gave
the
Chameleon
some
minor
contusions
Then
I
heard
this
loud
sound
at
first
I
thought
was
a
bomb
No
you
idiot!
It's
just
Bizarre
versus
the
Blob
They
went
and
took
the
belt
from
a
battle
I
felt
they
insured
Back
to
the
8 Mile
where
it's
wild
and
held
it
down
for
Detroit
Now
as
the
time
went
out,
Stan
Lee
is
checkin'
the
clock
There's
room
for
one
last
battle,
let's
see
if
y'all
feel
me
or
not
My
ultimate
tag-team
would
be
like
Biggie
and
Pac
Stan
Lee
would
get
the
Black
Panther
to
team
up
with
Juggernaut
Biggie
snatched
off
his
helmet,
threw
it
to
a
fan
in
the
audience
Turned
to
the
crowd
(uh)
and
said:
So
all
be
sure
give
that
man
a
warning
Cuz
I'm'a
fought'em
this
is
real
my
performance
I'm
the,
weed
smoke
helps
my
endurance
Yeah
Big,
still
reppin
blocks
in
BK
I
say
one
of
the
best
who
was
ever
destined
to
rock
Rhyme
sayer
and
slayer
of
Xavier's
brother
Juggernaut
But
now
let's
not
forget
the
Black
Panther
and
Pac
Holla
if
ya
hear
me,
superheroes
is
tryin'
to
kill
me
The
son
of
a
panther
to
slam
ya,
ride
with
me
It's
Stan
Lee,
I'm
sure
you
remember
me,
even
in
death
my
words
leave
a
legacy
Two
hip-hop
titans
and
giants
at
war
when
they
died
In
the
afterlife
standin'
together,
fightin'
side
by
side
From
Marvel
to
DC
to
Dark
Horse
to
Image
Bear
witness
the
power
of
hip-hop,
there
are
no
limits
To
all
worthy
opponents,
heroes,
challengers,
contenders
These
are
the
Last
Emperor's
Secret
Wars,
I'm
finished
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