Who's that legendary man that captures rappers by the twos
Part man and part animal like the kind you find in zoos
Imagine being hunted and confronted by rival crews
The Emperor takes the form of any animal I choose
You don't have the skill for this
Man destroys I'm rebuilding this
Watch me run through the industry like the wilderness
Return of the mic king
If I catch a wack rapper hiking
Not to my liking I stalk my prey before striking
There's no time to be rational or diplomatic
I'd rather have it wild like National Geographic
When emcees set up stares and jungle traps
My humble raps become ferocious like jungle cats
With two fangs
Take the advice of Wu-Tang
Protect ya neck or you'll get bicycle kicked like Liu Kang
I lie and wait as you violate all my jungle laws
I become a black panther with paws and razor-sharp claws
My cat form gives me the ability to pounce with the grace and the agility of a tiger they fire shots almost killing me
Three emcees run in different directions in sections
I transform into a cheetah I bet I could catch them in seconds
Now as a human my lyrics are the most pleasing
But in the form of a lion I aim straight for your throat region
There's no reason for you to mention where my caves are
I posess the speed of a puma like Marshall BraveStarr
Word is born the emperor be the Don
Chasing rap crooks out of my jungle book like Shere Khan
Your days are numbered
Your rap styles are going under, stunned ya
Some rap clown tried to hunt me down like Kraven the Hunter
See around my way this is how we do intruders
Mankind can't rhyme like the true Lion of Judah