CedaCash The Empire Strikes Back

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(Intro)
Yeah, Them muthafuckas told you right?!
Haha, yeah, 2015 nigga
[uhn, You know what it is, we been fire!]
CedaCash
A! East Coast stand the fuck up!
[Empire! Yeah, I know these niggas ain’t gon like that!]
Stand the fuck up! The Champ is back!
[The Empire strikes back!]

(Verse 1)
A yo Im back like two shoulder blades and I still
Kick it like Ong Bak
Even though, they hate a nigga more than Uncle Ruckas
On Boondocks
Pumping bass like a boombox, but the punchlines
Give them heart attacks
Every time I jump on the beat, hear the flatline like Cardiak
Titan, I um, put it together, I’m hard as that
I want more whips than Jesus got when they tied him up
And flogged his back
That’s more wheels than a bike station
Faster than light racing
Coupe on blades, sliding through, Central Park
But not ice skating
And I’ma make sure you remember me dawg
Alzheimer’s, not a remedy dawg
Just remember I took ya bitch, getting brain in the back
Like Kennedy car
Then I roll out like AutoBots, all them shots make her transform
Got her smoking that Bruce Banner, you still blowing
Dirt like a sandstorm
She emoji heart with the wrist nigga, nah this ain’t a Apple Watch
I’ll grab the Glock and pop if you think its sweet like Apricot
I thought I told you muthafuckas I’d be right back
CedaCash, the Empire Strikes Back!

(Hook x2)
You know what it is, we been fire!
Its’ the, the, mighty mighty EMPIRE!
Yeah, I know these niggas ain’t gon’ like that
Like that, We here, The Empire Strikes Back!

(Verse 2)

I seen more fly shit than a airstrip, got more face than a beard gets
Been on more corners than octagons, yall niggas just squares bitch
Alpha male, lycan niggggaaaa, I’m a muhfuckin Titan
Keep them lines short like a hyphen niggggaaaa, wtf is you writing?
Bull shit! Take them weak ass wack rhymes to the rodeo
Rollie glow, plus the chain iced out, get on niggas nerves like polio
Like bop it, I’ll pull it, just waiting to twist ya up
Remind you of Polaroids, how I’m shaking this picture up
I clip it up, crop you out, this Photoshop on the Mac, look
I’ll fuck ya bitch, leave her apple, glowin white like a MacBook
I’m a C-E-O stones V-V-S
G-S flow B-D-S
See me stressed no, all gold 3-P-O
Follow no directions fuck G-P-S
I’m C-B-S with one eye, no P-B-S but just one key
This Nina made in China yeah this bitch kick like Chun Li
Shocking like electro, flex yo, mouth u gettin wet yo
F yo, muhfuckin crew, weak ass team, it’s the Empire lets go, lets go

(Hook x2)