Lyrics:
on, and the most hated
Hated by niggas with no hustle
Starin' at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with the spades, life is a card
free will
So we laid our gods to rest
The stars above our final test
There are no gods
There are no kings
There are no queens
No more wretched things
and gone
To tell me how I'm a legend (tell me how I'm a legend)
You know that you dead wrong, you sayin' I ain't excellin'
And if they think he eyein',
You deserve love, but a queen don't need a king to survive
And it's a blessing to be able to rap and not feed y'all lies
Or fake my happiness like
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
a shiv tryna make him leak
I ain't got time for the beef with a neek
You're all talk till we finally meet kneel for the king Better fall to your knees
King
or Queen B
This ain't new news
Don't confuse
From the dark hues
Jazz and blues grew
Side by side too
Preview what I have in store
The tambourine is here
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
earnin'
I'm still gettin' plaques, from my records that's urban
Ain't gotta rely on top 40
I am a rap legend, just go ask the kings of rap
Who is
Rise of the first queen
Only to dethrone the first king
That made her who she is
Wings of the fallen
A face so unholy
The horns of a ram
And charm
That's why I keep
All this bling
That's why I keep by a queen
That's why I got all these rings
That's why I got all these rings
It's been around for hundreds of years, exploited by the rich
They even use to put it in Coca-Cola, ain't that a bitch
You had kings, queens, princes
cream
Piper cause I'm piped up with the mustard team
Plus the queen Fort Knox and hearts
King of medallions Monty Guard
Even Italians see my battalion
Go — Gadget
Fick die — Technik
Zeig Res—pekt
Aretha Franklin
Inte-lekt wie
Archi-tekten
Heiß nicht John
But i am legend
Keine Ahnung was Grenzen
The Empire State of mind
Home of legends like Biggie
Witnessing all the flashy signs got me feeling sadity
Don't be confused by the hype
Cuz my state ain't
Start loving on yourself, loving you, loving me, Loving everybody else. Live your dreams like kings and queens. Ride By the seat of your pants Spread your
man above me is God himself
All these other niggas is below me
Word to Phife, Q-Tip, Ali, and Jarobi
What up Queens
Cole is the King (and you know that)
this is a risk we must take
Praenuntius must fall
Forging the eternal slayer of begotten kings and queens
And banish from all of existence
Chaos
ev'ryone
His Lady Marian threw him a rose
The King of England knighted him the Earl Of Huntingdon
And that's the way that the legend goes
Robin Hood,
done?
What will my legend become?
I will forever be young
Through old tales of breakdancing down at Odell's
Streets named after me is where my soul
queens aren't made overnight, except when a king brings a gun to a fight
I wish that I could save us, but everybody would rather do it alone
No one likes
never to old to be afraid
Nine-millis & battle plans both had been drawn
And the traps were all set by Kevin, for John
As two Christmas legends prepared
The king from Queens
That killed and died for his dreams
The rotten apple from the Big Apple
The realest gangster you've ever seen
John Gotti (Teflon
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