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letra de the emperor - jesse b dawg

[intro]
oh george
i can hardly believe my eyes
it’s the stars,it looks like they’re falling
falling right out of the sky

“im back”

[verse 1]
i put a concrete matter to an abstract pattern
in shatter planets till they orbit saturn
the damage i do with a bic pen
is the aftermath of my redemption
i’m fighting back with the viking asked
hear the lightning crack when i write a rap
while you’re buying smack trying to get high
i’m making fire tracks on mount sinai
spitting cyanide don’t run and hide
just gather up bring guns and die
i’mma stun that mind with the punny -ss rhyme
make it sunny all night, in a funny -ss line
i write universal verses that are
universal verses any universe
the threshold of a song is hypothetical
the extent you can goes incredible

[chorus]
im the emperor, homie bow down
i’m the ruler of the time sp-ce and sound
the creator of everything around
everything above and below the ground
im the emperor, homie bow down
i’m the ruler of the time sp-ce and sound
the creator of everything around
everything above and below the ground
im the emperor

[verse 2]
whatever the weather be i’ll be weathering your will
whether it be my weaponry on my destiny i keep sharpening my sk!lls
i break it down
like i’m bout to off a bunch eighths
i’m in enraged in a way that words can’t explain
i go days in my brain feeling pain
with the same mind frame that i blame it’s a shame
i got an inferno turbo piece
that leaves thermal burns internally
you can’t solve the code or the mystery
you ain’t studied enough real history
i sub atomically create anomalies
philosophically fulfilling prophecy
sit down when i come around
you might learn something if you shut yo mouth

[verse 3]
i’m the big dipper middle finger flipper
with the d-ck bigger than the nile river
i’m a tested legend never felt threatened
i can fit a month inside a millisecond
i got a big bang energy in me
you got sh-t stains on your f-cking t–th
i’m a bit vein when i bang on the beat
like a sick snake with its fangs in the meat
on the ninth wonder with a nice plunder
full of ice cl-sters and sky thunder
i write numbers that don’t exist
then convert them into my lyrics
i’m a metaphysical extra mystical
unconventional individual
nontraditional atypical
fry visual brain pinnacle

- jesse b dawg

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