[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
From the shadow of the ghetto when the track is jumping
Stands a lone masked avenger who's actions rugged
A rap bounty hunter, I track down suckers
I only pack weapons of mast discussion
My raps is tough and they protect my peers
My words are like spears that will pierce your ears
Make the crowd want to shout chants and cheers
And let it all out like Tears for Fears
A lot of ways to get you
A lot of ways to hit you
If you're attacking, Jack, I even pack a laser pistol
T.L.E. is me, respect the three initials
Bang this one and make sure you take it with you
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x2]
You know what the full core in the legend is
I'm much more than a force to be wrecking with
I'm hard core to the death of this
Every rap is like my last will and testimate
I, Last Emp being the the sound, mind, and body
Do solemnly swear to cool rock the party
Do solemnly swear to cock back the shotty
On all enemies who will seek to deprive me of my right frame, my mind, my zone
And my rightful place as Emp to the throne
Until I'm old and dusty like dinosaur bones
I'ma still rock the party till it's time to go home
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x2]
Hype thing? Who got the hype thing?
Who makes the pengelime wicked when the mic swings?
I ascended from a peasant to a mic king
And some say that I'm pleasant, yet I'm frightening
Ripping these shows with hideous flows
What I write, dynamite, makes the city explode
From a sound that I found in a city of gold
The sound worthy of a crown, should be fitted in robes
In the crib, I practice 'til the brake of dawn
Anybody want to match wits? bring it on
Flip the switch make sure that this thing is on
1-2, 1-2, mic check, yeah the king is gone
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x4]
The Last Emperor - Some Love Some Hate Lyrics
The Last Emperor - Some Love Some Hate Lyrics
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[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
From the shadow of the ghetto when the track is jumping
Stands a lone masked avenger who's actions rugged
A rap bounty hunter, I track down suckers
I only pack weapons of mast discussion
My raps is tough and they protect my peers
My words are like spears that will pierce your ears
Make the crowd want to shout chants and cheers
And let it all out like Tears for Fears
A lot of ways to get you
A lot of ways to hit you
If you're attacking, Jack, I even pack a laser pistol
T.L.E. is me, respect the three initials
Bang this one and make sure you take it with you
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x2]
You know what the full core in the legend is
I'm much more than a force to be wrecking with
I'm hard core to the death of this
Every rap is like my last will and testimate
I, Last Emp being the the sound, mind, and body
Do solemnly swear to cool rock the party
Do solemnly swear to cock back the shotty
On all enemies who will seek to deprive me of my right frame, my mind, my zone
And my rightful place as Emp to the throne
Until I'm old and dusty like dinosaur bones
I'ma still rock the party till it's time to go home
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x2]
Hype thing? Who got the hype thing?
Who makes the pengelime wicked when the mic swings?
I ascended from a peasant to a mic king
And some say that I'm pleasant, yet I'm frightening
Ripping these shows with hideous flows
What I write, dynamite, makes the city explode
From a sound that I found in a city of gold
The sound worthy of a crown, should be fitted in robes
In the crib, I practice 'til the brake of dawn
Anybody want to match wits? bring it on
Flip the switch make sure that this thing is on
1-2, 1-2, mic check, yeah the king is gone
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x4]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
From the shadow of the ghetto when the track is jumping
Stands a lone masked avenger who's actions rugged
A rap bounty hunter, I track down suckers
I only pack weapons of mast discussion
My raps is tough and they protect my peers
My words are like spears that will pierce your ears
Make the crowd want to shout chants and cheers
And let it all out like Tears for Fears
A lot of ways to get you
A lot of ways to hit you
If you're attacking, Jack, I even pack a laser pistol
T.L.E. is me, respect the three initials
Bang this one and make sure you take it with you
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x2]
You know what the full core in the legend is
I'm much more than a force to be wrecking with
I'm hard core to the death of this
Every rap is like my last will and testimate
I, Last Emp being the the sound, mind, and body
Do solemnly swear to cool rock the party
Do solemnly swear to cock back the shotty
On all enemies who will seek to deprive me of my right frame, my mind, my zone
And my rightful place as Emp to the throne
Until I'm old and dusty like dinosaur bones
I'ma still rock the party till it's time to go home
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x2]
Hype thing? Who got the hype thing?
Who makes the pengelime wicked when the mic swings?
I ascended from a peasant to a mic king
And some say that I'm pleasant, yet I'm frightening
Ripping these shows with hideous flows
What I write, dynamite, makes the city explode
From a sound that I found in a city of gold
The sound worthy of a crown, should be fitted in robes
In the crib, I practice 'til the brake of dawn
Anybody want to match wits? bring it on
Flip the switch make sure that this thing is on
1-2, 1-2, mic check, yeah the king is gone
[Chorus]
Some love me, Some hate me
But it's the streets that raised me
Some curse me, Some praise me
It's like my life is crazy
[x4]