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Empire from the Ends
Duration4:21

Empire from the Ends

Flats Phantom

Grime

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Pounding heavy sub-bass anchors syncopated off-kilter drums at 145 BPM, fueling rapid-fire MC delivery laced with East London slang over sparse synth stabs and gritty urban samples. Sparse minimalist production spotlights aggressive verses on street hustles, rival ops, and rising from poverty's grip. Raw vocal-centric energy evokes the concrete jungle's confrontational pulse.

Lyrics

beat intro

Yo, shadows creepin', streets on fire Echoes bangin', empire risin' higher

MC verse

Came from the flats where the lights stay dim, Pockets empty, belly rumblin' hymn, Mandem schemin', opps lurkin' in the mist, Shank in the waistband, ready for the twist. Hustle daily, trap house glowin' faint, Dreams of the penthouse, escapin' the paint, Rivals chat grimy, but their bars stay weak, I'll bury 'em deep, no time for the meek. Concrete jungle, wolves in sheepskin, Blood on the pavement, where the real ones bleed in, Mumzy cryin', bills pilin' like towers, But I flip that pack, turn hours to power. Bravado my armor, pride in my veins, Urban warrior, breakin' all chains, Poverty's grip slippin', wealth callin' my name, From the ends to the top, rewritin' the game.

hook

Street life got me scarred, but I wear 'em proud, Gang in my blood, screamin' it loud, Struggle built the king, no crown from the clouds, Rise from the dirt, hear the mandem shout!

Yeah, yeah, ends up!
MC verse

Opps pull up slippin', think they own the block, One wrong move, and the glizzy'll talk, I've seen brothers fold, loyalty a myth, But my circle's steel, forged in the rift. Aspire for the Lambo, keys to the safe, Poverty's ghost, but I'm dodgin' its wraith, Social chessboard, I'm the pawn turned knight, Commentary raw, exposin' the fight. Local pride pumpin', crest on my chest, Wastemen scatter when the don's addressed, Violence whispers, but I roar back fierce, Emotional blaze, drownin' out the pierce. From council estates to the skyline view, Rivalries simmer, but I cook 'em through, Dark days shaped me, no room for the soft, Grime in my soul, takin' it all off.

hook

Street life got me scarred, but I wear 'em proud, Gang in my blood, screamin' it loud, Struggle built the king, no crown from the clouds, Rise from the dirt, hear the mandem shout!

Yeah, yeah, ends up! We own the night!
outro

Fade out the pain, but the fire stays lit, Empire eternal, no quit in the script, Streets echo my name, forever legit...

Ends!

Empire from the Ends

Flats Phantom

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