[Intro - dark piano, distant city ambience] [Voice A - smooth, low] You hear that? Every block got a current… Every floor got a circuit… Every move leaves a pattern… [Voice B - deep, spoken] They tried to shut it down. Now they gotta watch it multiply. [Both] Empire. [Verse 1 - Voice A, melodic R&B] Started with a name, then I gave it dimensions, Layer after layer, now the name got presence, No handed-out lane, every phase was intentional, Turned one idea into multiple extensions. No parade, I don’t need the attention, Built from the base, put intent in each section, I don’t chase moments, I alter direction, Put Jack on the structure — now they know the construction. [Voice B - short answer] Let ’em know who they’re dealing with. [Voice A] Never needed gold to make it royal. [Voice B] Tried to push us down. We came back heavier. [Voice A] Had to build where they gave me no doorway— [Both] Now we own the whole damn floor. [Pre-Chorus - alternating] [Voice A] One call— [Voice B] Whole room moves. [Voice A] One shift— [Voice B] Pressure breaks. [Voice A] They keep asking who arranged it— [Voice B] Tell ’em watch closer. [Both] This is where the empire begins. [Chorus - melodic R&B × drill] [Voice A] We put pressure on the night, Turn one move to twenty-five. [Voice B] Try to cut one connection, Twenty more come back alive. [Voice A] Built the Empire piece by piece, [Voice B] Try to knock it down— We build it twice as hard. [Both] No crown. No throne. Still everybody knows— EMPIRE CONTROL. EMPIRE CONTROL. [Drop - drill instrumental, chopped vocal] Control. Control. Empire. Control. [Verse 2 - Voice B, UK Drill] Walk in calm — don’t confuse that with weakness, We learned how to win when they wanted us speechless. Tried shutting doors, so we built our own entrance, Now every move lands heavy with presence. You can talk from the side, you can doubt what we made, But pressure never broke us — it sharpened the blade. Every time they pushed down, we came back with more, Now the same ones watching gotta look at the score. We don't fold for a name. We don't bend for a crowd. If they wanted us quiet— Should’ve never turned us loud. No hand on my neck. No foot on the frame. You can try to slow the movement— You ain’t stopping the name. [Voice A - melodic response] If the whole thing stalls— [Voice B] We hit harder and move again. [Voice A] If the front way shuts— [Voice B] Then watch us take the wall apart. [Voice A] If they ask who’s next— [Voice B] Tell ’em we never left. [Both] You already know the answer. [Pre-Chorus 2] [Voice B] One hit— [Voice A] Pulse jumps. [Voice B] Still standing— [Voice A] Whole crowd turns. [Voice B] No fear— [Voice A] Still I know every mile that I’m taking. [Both] Empire growing. [Chorus - bigger] [Voice A] We put pressure on the night, Turn one move to twenty-five. [Voice B] Try to cut one connection, Twenty more come back alive. [Voice A] Built the Empire piece by piece, [Voice B] Try to knock it down— We build it twice as hard. [Both] No crown. No throne. Still everybody knows— EMPIRE CONTROL. [Bridge - stripped R&B piano] [Voice A - intimate] They were watching the entrance. [Voice B - dry] Let ’em watch. They still can’t stop what’s underneath it. [Voice A] I was laying foundations somewhere else. [Voice B] They tried to bury the foundation. We turned the weight into concrete. [Silence] [Both - whispered] And now they live inside it. [Final Build - rising strings, drill hats accelerating] [Voice A] Jack Empire— [Voice B] VoidSkull— [Voice A] Two structures— [Voice B] Still standing— [Both] ONE EMPIRE. [Beat cuts] [Voice B - dry] Who’s still here after all that pressure? [Both] WE ARE. [Final Drop - huge drill bass + R&B harmonies] [Both] Empire control! Empire control! [Voice A - soaring] Every level getting higher— [Voice B] Try to drag us down— We take the whole damn floor with us. [Voice A] Every branch runs back to Empire— [Voice B] We don’t break under pressure. Pressure learns our name. [Both] No crown. No throne. No permission needed. We built the world— NOW WE CONTROL IT. EMPIRE CONTROL. [Outro - piano, sub fading] [Voice A] Two methods. [Voice B] Still undefeated. [Both - quiet] Controlled.
