The Last Emperor


publisher: ©Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
writers: Ewart Dewgarde, Walter Dewgarde
album: Track 8 in album Music, Magic, Myth
release date: 2003-8-26
popularity : 23 users have visited this page.
length: 5:18

Album Information

label: Raptivism Records
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 692227002020
script: Latin

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The Last Emperor Music, Magic, Myth cover art


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(Verse 1)
Hits me off the paranormal psychic information
Unite become one through pure hip-hop meditation
Tap the Emperor get struck down like Obi Wan Kenobi
That corporate America would attempt to over-throw me
Got you thinking your the Godfather like Vito Corleone
Signing a contract like King Salo, now everybody knows me
I am a player-hater so ??? Nelson couldn't coach me
Turned a crew of battle-cats into *****-cats like Josie
Hip-hop is mother earth and in my infancy she holds me
When they tried to enslave me she train me how to set my soul free
I am the Dark Oder my two sons are Thor and Ockie
If you're brave enough to meditate then come along and show me!
(Verse 2)
Like Han Solo fighting style, like awe Millennium Falcon me
I climbed the Tower of Babylon and through rappers of the balcony
Separates me from rappers who use actions that are cowardly
Resembles favours me, allows me many ways to freak
Allows me to transform like soundwave and give up more tapes than Laser Beak
Let the spirit of hip-hop get up inside you
Help me pick up the pieces made me hot enough to fly through
Half of these emcees get lost in space like Dr. Zachary
Sacked me and grappled me, I was the righteous of an athlete
Finally got a deal and now the CIA are tracking me
I think it's time to meditate, my sentiments exactly
(Verse 3)
Some say we'll be rescued by spaceships
When the world gets to crazy hip-hop helps me escape it
I create this and built this, kid rackets smelt the fragrance
You can state this, crease this, place this with emphasis
Degenerate rappers I'm smashing attackin' with a passion
Now imagine you just won a trip around my way
I've never been a player just the one who got played
Don't be afraid to join us on this hip-hop meditation
And place them over here, forget the clothes that you be wearing
Your weekly shopping-sprees versus my bargain basement shopping
Tae-quando and boxing, moving soldiers to my locksmith
Rhyming is a gift and not an option
Be careful of the lyrics and the rhymes that you be dropping


Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Who's That?
  • 3 Some Love, Some Hate
  • 4 Tiger Trail
  • 5 Prisoner
  • 6 Karma
  • 7 One Life (feat. Poetic & Esthero)
  • 8 Meditation
  • 9 Animalistics
  • 10 The Underground
  • 11 The Block Party (feat. Cocoa Brovaz)
  • 12 Do You Care?
  • 13 Shine
  • 14 The Incredible Man
  • 15 Let's Ride
  • 16 Hold On
  • 17 Single Mother
  • 18 The Great Pretender