[Intro: Palermo Stone]
Uh-huh
Triple E's, LLC
The official, baby, haha (Empire, Empire, Empire)
Shouts to Big Will on takin' me in (What up? It's the Empire)
It's a beautiful partnership, haha
East End Empire

[Chorus: Palermo Stone]
Uh, hip-hop's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Tha ILL-SPIT's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Wild Bill's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do? (Haha)
Easy Mac's in the buildin', uh
It's hip-hop, uh, it's hip-hop, uh (What up? Haha)

[Verse 1: Palermo Stone]
Chillin', chillin', forty ounces of blue
And a haze made of sticky, it's glue
[?] for my red eyes cry, hopped outta the blue
Came through and I destroyed ya lines, that's what I do (That's what I do)
[?] put on these bigger britches and bigger shoes (What?)
I figure dudes can only see what pop up in the news
Never a [?] my hood, thеre was famine in my hood
Now shit is so finger-lickin' good
What's good? I wish ya n***a would
Disrеspect, yeah, yeah, meet ya death in ten seconds or less
You in tuned to the best, I'm just tryin' bring food to the nest
So if I eat good, the rest of us do
So I gotta stand on corners like a wrestler do
I slang it with an attitude like, "Bring it"
Most rappers actors, baby, I really sayin' it
And everything I say I really mean it (Now sing it, ah!)
[Chorus: Palermo Stone]
Hip-hop's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Tha ILL-SPIT's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Wild Bill's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Easy Mac's in the buildin', uh
It's hip-hop, uh, it's hip-hop, uh

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Yeah, Mac's in the buildin' to rap to these children (Yeah)
Try and touch cash like stacks to the millions (Uh-huh)
Cash to the ceilin', don't wanna hurt ya feelings
But I'm the main attraction, y'all haters just fillings
You see me chillin', Empire [?]
We hungry, see ya [?] ya plate, uh
Ayo, Tip, what up? Bill, what up? Uh
Got some bomb, we can fill the Dutch (Uh-huh)
Face in my heart, you can feel it pump
Dealin' punches of funk to these grillin' punks
I'm the wordplayin' menace to society
Attend high school Monday through Friday
How mad are you? Well, one cat can do
Attack a beat like a party and the last brew
Hip-hip in the buildin', it ain't gon' leave
Y'all bitches gon' peace in a week (Haha)
[Chorus: Palermo Stone & Bill The Kid]
Hip-hop's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Tha ILL-SPIT's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Wild Bill's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Easy Mac's in the buildin', uh (Yeah, it's Wild Bill, man)
It's hip-hop, uh, it's hip-hop, uh (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Bill The Kid]
It's hip-hop, Wild Bill's in the buildin', bitch
Got 'em all twistin' up Swishers, you could feel the hits
I go the realest kicks [?] shit
All killin' shit, paid when I deal
Plays on the field 'cause I stay on my bills
Same still, been playin', you get your name dropped
Aim shots back, I got game, shits stay lock
Playin' [?], hope you haters never say to cops
And all you fake muhfuckers get tossed quick
How you gon' stunt? I can see you can't flush shit
You fuckin' lost it, and now you all gotta go
Stock of O have 'em all comin' to the spot for Dro
Or that funky shit, bundle with the money sits on mine
All tryna fall on my hard grind
But you can never even reach, you get the best of it
It's hip-hop, Wild Bill's steppin' 'til the end of shit
[Chorus: Palermo Stone]
Hip-hop's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Tha ILL-SPIT's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Wild Bill's in the buildin', uh
What you wan' do? What you gon' do?
Easy Mac's in the buildin', uh
It's hip-hop, uh, it's hip-hop