Emperor Of The Universe Lyrics – BabyTron

[Part I: Nail Tech]

[Intro: BabyTron]
(King of the whole galaxy)
(It's only one, one of one)
(When I'm gone, there's none to none)

[Verse: BabyTron]
Double R the Wraith (Skrrt-skrrt)
Peeking out the blinds (Yeah)
Heard the opps hip on the back door
Sh!t, boy, I'm creeping out the side (On God)
I'm a boss, you a worker (Phew)
Like, why in the f**k is you speaking outta line? (Phew)
Can't leave without it, boy, I need it on my side (Phew)
Feeling kinda evil, it's a demon when I ride (Phew)

[Part II: Ginseng Strip 2002]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Spent twelve in the BAPE store (Pfft)
You that one guy the hoes used to rate low
You that one guy that blew it, now his pape' low
Let a b!tch ask for something, I'ma say, "No" (Nope)
Let him try and pass the 'Wood, I'ma say "Nah" (Nah)
You ain't never seen the Drac' with the ACOG
Lamb' chops with the zip, f**k the steak sauce
Seen him out, he got to running home like it's baseball (Phew-phew)

[Part III: Independent]

[Verse: BabyTron]
B!tch, if you ain't independent, stay yo' ass at home
Akhi slide down blowing fully switches like they saxophones (Brrt)
Talk, "A body missing, " wait until they find a bag of bones
Had to go and hire thirty workers just to stash the 'low

[Part IV: Run It!]

[Verse: BabyTron]
(Brrt, damn)
(Sh!t, f**k, look, yeah)
(Sh!ttyBoyz, Dog Sh!t Militia, you know what the f**k going on)
(Walk in, walk in)
Walk into the spot and run it like I'm Chris Breezy (Brrt)
Sweater by the Gallery, I think the kicks Yeezy (Yeezy)
Talk about some Johnny Dang, why yo' kit cheesy? (Why?)
In store, I'm Johnny Cage with this punching, sh!t easy
(Punch, punch, punch), huh

[Part V: Sitting Sidewayz]

[Verse: BabyTron & Big Pokey]
(Sitting sideways, boys in a daze)
Sitting sideways, I can get it five ways (Pfft, ha)
(Sitting sideways, boys in a daze)
Lil' brodie found out crime pays, he raised the crime rate
(Sitting sideways, boys in a daze)
Why the f**k he nickel dime and acting like he buy weight? (Why?)
(On a Sunday night, I might bang me some Maze)
Why the f**k the big body can't fit up in the driveway?
(Skrrt, driveway)
(Sitting side—)

[Part VI: Sorry Bout That]

[Verse: BabyTron]
(Damn, Trgc made that? Woah, brrt, brrt)
She eat me up like it's Benihana (Brrt)
Walking out, kicks say Balenciaga
Hellkitty, it do one-fifty, this is not a Honda
I got the sauce, I got cheese, this is not lasagna
Hope they don't see me in public, got balaclava
Hope they don't bug me in public, got bl!cky (Bah-bah)
Big clip, Curtis Jack, got fifty (Bah-bah)
Interstate, seen cops, got shifty (Skrrt-skrrt)
Sipping on some Wock', lil' b!tch
This not big Bs, yeah (Phew, yeah)

[Part VII: Mask Off]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Had to go and take the mask off (Grrah)
Lil' cuddy, he don't rap, he just sitting in the trap (Yeah)
He just tryna go and get the bag off (Yeah, get it off)
Tryna get where I'm at? (Yeah)
First, you gotta go and stack (Yeah)
Then you gotta go and work your ass off
Do the dash in the Trackhawk, spin out, burn out
Then I'm finna go and stab off (Skrrt)
Finna tax dawg, like, "F**k a half off"

[Part VIII: Ms. Jackson]

[Verse: BabyTron]
(Yeah)
Sorry, Ms. Jackson (I'm sorry)
Nah, I ain't sorry, I'll scam your ass again (Again)
I'm just rapping while I'm thinking, I don't even have a pen
Made a hunnid ten times, used to couldn't stack a ten
It's alright though (Sheesh)

[Part IX: Yeah!]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Called a choppa RVD, boy, it'll dropkick you (F**k)
If you ain't SB DSM, then I am not with you (Nope)
Big pits, Saint Bernard, boy, this is not Shih Tzu (Brr)
Couldn't take a step in my shoes
Boy, they do not fit you (Phew, huh)

[Part X: Hard In The Paint]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Ride around, AMG (Huh)
Ride around, K on me (Huh, phew)
Ride around turnt, I just pour a Quagen up in a Faygo cream (Hurt)
You ain't ride around nowhere (Nah)
You ain't riding nowhere with the tank on E (At all)
Blue check, walking out the bank on fleek
Quarter ticket in a month, it'd take four weeks (Brrt)

[Part XI: Freestyle]

[Verse: BabyTron]
(I'm just freestyling, b!tch)
Chilling, I got Wocky' up in my body
Chilling with Akhi, he riding with Tommy (Shh)
I hop off the jet, then I hop in the Masi' (Skrrt)
All that killer talk, b!tch, you never dropped a body
I don't wrestle sh!t, I ain't Scotty 2 Hotty
Try and box us, you gone get boxed up (Brrt)
Been on go since the jump
I ain't never stopped once, nah (Brrt, phew)

[Part XII: Forever]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Once you pull some dirt, you stick with it forever
Brodie on parole, don't give a f**k
He clutching it on tether (Tether)
See an opp at church, don't give a f**k
We stumping him wherever
Asking 'bout the rap game? Gone run this sh!t forever

[Part XIII: FREEDDAWG]

[Verse: BabyTron]
I feel invincible (Like Superman)
Oh, we do too, we turnt his ass invisible (To a ghost)
They can't f**k with me, I put it on the biblical (On the Bible)
I could teach you sumn', f**k it, I'm the principal
The Backwoods original, the weed, it's exotic (Brrt)
Sleeping and I'm slobbing off the lean, b!tch, I'm nodding
2017, was stuffing cheese in my Robings (Yeah)
Thirty-three percent THC, breathing toxins (Ha)
Who you think you stopping? (Ha)

[Part XIV: Rubbin Off The Paint]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Tie him up and hold him hostage (Ah)
Catch him walking out
I peek right through the scope and drop it (Boom)
The way you treat yo' family, would've thought yo' bro's adopted
Going shopping, spent two thousand on a lil' pole to pop it, haha (Pop)

[Part XV: It Was A Good Day]

[Verse: BabyTron]
If the play good (Phew), sh!t, the day good (Phew)
F**k a pre-roll, I only face eighth 'Woods (Phew)
Sh!t, I'm high as hell, still gone roll another one (Roll it up)
Talking 'bout you got the hoes, you with the runner ones

[Part XVI: What Happened To Virgil]

[Verse: BabyTron]
R.I.P. Virgil (Phew)
I just had Off-White on last night (Man, what happened?)
Jeans Purple (Phew)
Thirty-five bands stuffed, got the pants tight (God damn)
Steve Urkel (Yeah)
Two strands, doubled up, got a half pipe (Whew-whew)
Heard he down bad, that's a sad life
Tell the b!tch, "Act nice, "
She can get some Act' right, yeah

[Part XVII: Still D.R.E.]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Drop the top (It's nice as hell out)
If you asking 'bout the price
You gotta shop (You gotta buy something)
Yeah, I got some Wocky', sh!t, who got a pop? (Who got it?)
Tell my shooter, "Hit him in his top, he gotta drop" (He got it)
Sh!t, we got a opp (Got it)

[Part XVIII: Faneto]

[Verse: BabyTron]
I'm a gorilla (Woo)
The stick's vanilla (Grrt)
Sliding round in foreigns
Cost three hunnid just to fill 'em
I pull up, hit the b!tch
I get to balling like I'm Billups (Splash, b!tch)
Talking all that false sh!t
I don't feel 'em (I don't feel 'em)

[Part XIX: California Love]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Out in Cali', up in Compton where it ain't safe (Yeah)
Bosses wake up and get to it, only lames hate (Squares)
I could do this everyday, this not the same pape' (Nope)
You better walk back to that porch 'cause we don't play safe

[Part XX: Juicy]

[Verse: BabyTron]
(Phew)
Stop claiming you real if you be backstabbing (Man)
I was full time rapping, now I'm back active (For real)
Why you capping 'bout the past? Sh!t, yo' mans had it
This is not no COOGI, it's some Gucci, check the damn fabric

[Part XXI: Bleed It]

[Verse: BabyTron]
Kicks on my feet, b!tch, they bleeding
Sliding, if I ain't drop something, I ain't see it (Brrah)
Where the Wocky'? Where the Quagy'?
B!tch, I'm fiending (Lean)
B!tch, I'm fresher than the mannequin in Neiman's
B!tch, I'm star player every game, every season (B!tch, swish)
Habibi molotoving sh!t, don't need a reason
Hutch chains got me freezing, I'm anemic
It's only one king of this b!tch
You better beat it (Better beat it)

[Outro: BabyTron]
You better scram
Big Sh!ttyBoyz, big Dog Sh!t Militia
King of the motherf**king galaxy (On the gang)