Go Get' Em - The Last Emperor

Jungle Jim walks in and make the whole house freeze

Set another trap for these sucka emcees

Jungle Jim is my name

Huntin' rappers my game

I even tackled a rapper right on the back of a plane

I have tied down a rapper to the tracks of a train

And this record is just a fraction of my actual claims

This is my territory now I’m back in the game

For fortune and glory and international fame

And though no treasure can ever truly measure my game

This is real trap music, well perhaps I’ll explain

I’m not a big drug dealer chasing dope in the streets

Get it straight now, I chase down the dopest beats

Like a big game hunter does ferocious beasts

Or the greek Jason chased the Golden Fleece

I’m a soldier for hire when the dough’s increased

I don’t stop retire there is no repreat

One thing is for certain you should know this chief

When Jungle Jim locks you in there’ll be no release

If these new rappers wanna be trapped

I go get 'em!

I don’t care how much money they stack

I go get 'em!

Dead or alive I’m bringin' em back

I go get 'em!

All these new rap cats and the tracks that come widdem

I got a nice cage that’ll fit 'em.

(Yeah)

I go get 'em!

When I hear the drum, kick, run quick hurry

Rhymes I select make the rest get worried (uh)

Judge and jury, the rest just scurry

Earlier today I got a call from Nick Fury

He said:

Jungle Jim, I hate to be a bother

We need you in a mission and it pays top dollar

To travel to an African country called Wakanda

And kidnap an African prince called T’Challa (uh)

I said bank, grab my Jungle Jim threads

Fold’em up and loaded up the Jungle Jim jet

Tonight by sunset guess what Jungle Jim gets

Top dollar for T’Challa in my Jungle Jim net

Another victory for the track master

I’ll admit he was swift but I ran faster

Now where this prince got his strength I just can’t answer

He was a man but he ran like a Black Panther

But I’ve been brave.

from back in the days

Cold slap any black cat in a rage

He got mad jumped bad and got clapped with a gauge

Now he’s back at S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters trapped in a cage

(I go get 'em!)

New rappers you can run for your life

I go get 'em!

I don’t care about a gun or a knife

I go get 'em!

Before you pay the ultimate price

I go get 'em!

Before you try to pick up a mic

I go get 'em!

Parents don’t like what I write

I go get 'em!

Do you know where your kids are tonight?

I go get 'em!

All these new rap cats and the tracks that come widdem

I go get 'em!

Asia

Africa

Tokyo

Mexico

I went all the places that they told me not to go

I looked in all their faces they were under mind control

Me and Haak dropped a record now we rock and on a roll

I have been to strange places, forgotten towns

I have embraced the bass on hostile ground

Captivate any audience and rock the crowd

Bottom line, when I rhyme you just gotta get down Whoa!

Jungle Jim make your body jump backwards

Runnin' around, hunting down underground rappers

Tag 'em up, snatch 'em up.

Hang 'em from rafters

Back around, back 'em down, track 'em down, catch 'em

Any time, any place, any where (ah)

I go get 'em!

Over land, or in sea, on in air (ah)

I go get 'em!

I don’t care if they fully prepared (ah)

I go get 'em!

I can catch 'em alone or in pairs (ah)

I go get 'em!

Whether a bet, a debt or a dare (ah)

I go get 'em!

With a quick drum kick or a snare (ah)

I go get 'em!

When rappers don’t behave they’re a slave to my rhythm

I got a nice cage that’ll fit 'em, (ah)

Go get' em!

The lyrics was transcripted by f4r4i