The Last Emperor - Keep On lyrics

[Intro] Ha, Ha [Verse 1: The Last Emperor] I sat back and watched you s** the blood of hip-hop like Nosferatu Clocked you and all the so called players you gave props to Stopped you in the middle of your filthy sentence Now the unseen empire strikes back with a vengeance The descendant returns throwing rhymes at your dome The last emperor the Indiana Jones of microphones My music helps you keep on when life starts to stress you I bet you at certain times in life music protects you With the power to get down for your crown when clowns try to test you The power overthrow wicked governments who oppress you I suggest you get with this throw your lighters in the air Because we about to set it off like Tiananmen square Now what does it take to be the last emperor? Spokesmen for the broken the impoverished the poor My empire of bums is too numerous to mention On top of that were flat broke and can't afford to pay attention The god infinite intricate minds I probe From Croatia to ground heights My sounds strikes the globe Take all my worldly possessions like gob I still rock the mic when I'm flat broke Plus a bummy wardrobe I be the fly don from Taiwan to Siagon I spit venom like pythons Turn minutes into microns Hijack the galactica lyrical silon The more gray alias hunchback of notre dame These Donna Karen emcess don't stand a chance (what?) While you fell in love with clothes I showed the microphone romance (ok) While you take that alize and cristal back to France I'm on a world tour with 3 shirts and 1 pair of pants As a sovereign citizen of hip-hop I hereby declare This day forth as the beginning of the end for all you players To be replaced with knowledge I travel throughout the planet and demolish evil rulers deliver the poor from their bondage My imperial invasions sweeps across the nation Turn any rap riot into a non-violent demonstration Our prayers have been answered The emperor has conquered [Chorus] I keep on When everything in life starts to stress you When wicked governments try to oppress you If you can keep it on like that Then this is the year the empire strikes back [Verse 2: The Last Emperor] Let me run down my checklist My forefathers granted me their acceptance To eat emcees like [?]