, come down When I was young I blazed the corner with a vengeance Crack king descendant, 14 years old facin' a sentence Me and Tone Soul still co-defendants Know your legends
slaps, to dinners with mobsters I got shit locked from Prospect Ave. to the tropics Sitting on top of the world like the sun A living legend from the
?em, bitch She said I'm too old, get fucked it's too late She said tell $hort it's a new day Bitch, I say fuck what you say I'm from the Old Bay and
old Flows and the old clothes, 'cause now you fake You ain't got no hoes committin' foul play Hatin' on me, but you're waitin' to see Old school Too
warrior of written lyric You can move to Polo Club bitch, you still ain't gettin' near it If it's Bubba spittin' fear it, this that shit legends made
, S P A R triple X I sprinkle soul in your pussy hole And put some coal on your nipple and neck Tell your man, if he flex it's gettin' drastic, legend
to showin' support for the Cypress institution '96 wit' no support we were still makin' moves Cypress Hill, in the summer, we were on the Smokin' Grooves But like every legend
And they play 'em 20 times in a row daily And they very well maybe the same reason they don't say me When they speak on hip-hop legends which is amaze
walks through that doorway Cause this is my space, you invade it, live to regret it And you die tryin to violate it Fuck around, get annihilatedeyes dilated Heh, like my old
[OLD WOMAN] St. Petersburg is gloomy! [YOUNG WOMAN] St. Petersburg is bleak! [MAN] My underwear got frozen standing here all week! [GROUP] Oh, since
old hall in Detroit they prayed In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral The church bell chimed 'til it rang twenty-nine times For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald The legend
My slabs is the meanest, my jewelry is the best You think I get close free, because everyday I'm fresh And everybody know me, from young to the old Everywhere
get it from Slim I grind hard, yeah Cashville I'm swagged up Pimping in the car, I'm going to mask up or bang up Hustler, gangster, old school Chevrolet
called dreams (Chasin em Chasin em Chasin em...) In the sky of life In certain hotspots where these meteors and stars have a tendency to fall And legend
5'9"] No iller, flow realer, go-rilla I'm no killa, dope dealer, I'm so Dilla [Interlude: Iyana Dean] United we stand, divided we fall, let's pray Any, legend
the fire escape, world wide Connected by hands that wave Double edged-sharp Take part and start the flow of the colour red Old man Prev, an omen, a legend
the island one morn' A nigga could dance to slow music, outdrink any nigga on the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold loosies five foot seven a legend
latch How it goes Leon, pesos made from scratch But in due time, soon to get mine like busy Heavy on the wrist, polo mock socks and rugbies Old flicks