Lyrics:
can live like legends (yeah, yeah)
Down to hold the line like Selassie
Hold the seventh seal of Heaven every time
If a subtleties committed, somebody
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane
And you could be my
Duke Montana, king delle sere nere
Roaving in this rap shit
Sangue blu nelle vene
Night ride ready to rock, never legend
Raw on we need come John
Well, I gotta friend that lives south of town.
Loves to sit and burn one down.
Spin some vinyl on his stereo.
Every now and then he speaks of war:
i dont force it
They ask how i do it now they trying to copy
I hit like in movies john wick has done tought me
Check my swag imma legend its clear
i dont force it
They ask how i do it now they trying to copy
I hit like in movies john wick has done tought me
Check my swag imma legend its clear
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
and you
Oh yea, and you, your friend and you too
One thing on my mind, that’s true
It must be on my mind, guess who?
Mick and Legend want all the women
In
the goddamn streets
Cause that's the only way we gonna stop these pigs
We ain't gonna stop them by prayin'
We ain't gonna stop them by beggin'
And we ain't
the peace
Without a gun
From Abilene down to Galveston
When he rode by the general store
People crowded through the door
To see the legend and the man called
Ha, yeah
It go, gangsta, gangsta, thug, killa
I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer (uh-huh)
I live on the block where dudes bust they
Ha, yeah
It go, gangsta, gangsta, thug, killa
I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer (uh-huh)
I live on the block where dudes bust they
Keep shooters with me, you'll call your grave site nigga
15th Ave, miracle nigga
Get these comforters fried, come and get a few nigga
John Doe nigga, you
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
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)
there
Why you tryna get your grams up
I put your hoe in handcuffs
I take her hostage
I see you walkin round, short arms
Deep pockets i live to see
the Rift Valley
In places untraceable by Rand McNally
Took a cobblestone trolley through a Mercer Street alley
The more championship rings than John
speaking the truth Cause he don't believes in lies
LA Legend with John legend Singing by ya side
In maybach on ya album cover Look at the sky
A G member
head.
Carried it to camp all in a sack.
But my legend lives on in stories and songs.
And tribal dances at corroborees
This fighting spirit you will
diamond live in the stars
Touching the moon fighting like Zeus, Orion
Back in it this a mad level up Mario mushroom I'm growing up
Time slowing no it's my
Keep shooters with me, you'll call your grave site nigga
15th Ave, miracle nigga
Get these comforters fried, come and get a few nigga
John Doe nigga, you
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
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