From New York to Spain
You know the name
Sunshine and rain
Some things don't change
Thinking about the days we were young
We were younger
Empire, we run the place
From summer to summer
Hey Notnice
The gun weh we a fire
That flop all Pastor Blair choir
Any boy see the fire it haffi fire
Gaza man mek any bad boy retire, ahh
Ranx a fire something like a tall rocket
Kick yuh from far, corner kick
We evil, some cold hearted wicked man
Rifle dem bat weh dem life like cricket match
Dem know mi eva roll deep neva six feet
Enemy disappear like Gully Bop teeth
Sing sweet, money run like track a athlete
Start the vehics, bagga gyal ah cum, ask the back seat
More Jah rise we, ah the more dem try fi fight we
And to how mi thing a shot it need a permit and a license
Mi nah fi fret because mi good just like the words dem inna the Bible
We a the best, we beat the rest, so you know we have the title
From New York to Spain
You know the name
Sunshine and rain
Somethings don't change
Thinking about the days we were young
We were younger
Empire, we run the place
From summer to summer
This a the Gaza first lady
Full up a finesse, full up a bravery
Music sweet, lock down every street
Ask the elder, youngsters and baby
Mi a queen a di pack, nuh joker nor jack
This a nuh the Empire weh a show pon Fox
We run the place nah talk bout tracks
A nuh nuh fiction them know seh a facts
Big respect to Adidja di Teacha
That show we the big picture, got to get bit richer
Notnice wid di big bad riddims
And the songs dem we sing and the rhymes them it is sicka
Nuh matter weh we deh or which parish
Could be in New York, could be in Paris
Who a the greatest, you nah fi think of it
Gaza the greatest and mi nah whisper it
From New York to Spain
You know the name
Sunshine and rain
Somethings don't change
Thinking about the days we were young
We were younger
Empire, we run the place
From summer to summer
Gaza mi name, yeah me bada than Zenna
Mi name Sheba, mi daddy name Adidja
We neva change yet although we a bleacha
"Gyal a weh mi do yuh?" Yea dat a mi first feature
Empire we great, we stand firm like di Giza
Kartel di Pharaoh, Worl Boss ya di leader
We nuh tek check, Mastercard nor nuh Visa
We hot like a hell but still cold like a freezer
From New York to Spain
You know the name
Sunshine and rain
Somethings don't change
Thinking about the days we were young
We were younger
Empire, we run the place
From summer to summer