I can go on
I swear to god that I'm not done yet
With these callous filled hands
I'm building the vision with blood tears and sweat
False prophets and gods of the sort
Claiming they crowns when they ain't even built for the court
I was left all alone no support
It's time to get back to the killings we do it for sport
They can't handle the mind of a king so they kill us
Cause they know what power of influence brings
Melanin skin that I'm comfortable in, whether living or dying the legend begins
I feel the pressure is building all over
But I can go on,
Watching my back as I peak over shoulders
Cause there is no one to trust
They'd send the vicious propaganda just to hold me back
They'd send militias with the bullets just to hold me back
They'd send a hitman and he'd pull it just to hold me back
But they can't hold me back
Ok
You try to kick it like rugby, aye
I keep that Tommy like Chuckie, aye
I'll swat you if you come bug me, aye
I act a ass like a donkey, okay
You got the beef, I got the shells
Nigga come get you a taco
I'll grab the K, shoot you today, and blow yo ass straight to tomorrow
I'm an immaculate shooter
No basketball, I mean a Ruger
Bitch you get blown like a tuba, get smoked like a hookah
These bullets a suit ya
Put you to sleep like Tylenol
I'm sorry ma I don't know how to borrow
And do not watch me like an Audemar
I keep that metal, but this is not rock and roll
Chain long I f*ck around and hang Shaq
I got a chopper with a scope a nigga take that
A big drum, let me show where the bass at
Why you over there looking like a Mase track
Get my game on, aim on, wait a minute did you hear what I just said about the
Nevermind that
I need money nigga, tell me where the safe at
Duncan Hines nigga, tell me where the cake at
Work ethic on a hundred, niggas running at a fast pace
You either get it first or you ending up in last
Two positions in this life, go getters and the rest
Ordinary equals stress, running from it never rest
Crawl all under ya skin, the cracks and orifices
Tripping off the change from anguish metamorphosis
Basic inflation
Shit is getting torturous
Bout to infiltrate the pasture cue the coordinates
Contortionist, the way I twist it up, switch it up, switch flows, pro skate, Chris Cole
Beat drop like chicks that'll f*ck with Diplo
Treat life like a glass of whiskey, sip slow
Don't wanna move to fast, don't wanna rush the feeling
Shit I'm clutch I'm killing bout to cuff up on the millions
In position for the wellness the wealth this is health
This is God on the bleachers like a coach not for self
Gotta look out for my brothers, people, compadres
Niggas whipping foreign be exploring on the highways
Pissy looks from the coppers cause a nigga sitting side ways
Slide up to event then drop the keys off at the valet
Ripped shirts from the beautiful struggle
Now we in the winners life copping shit that's overpriced
Never been beginner type not a novice world class
Legendary in the distant but I'm getting there fast
They'd send the vicious propaganda just to hold me back
They'd send militias with the bullets just to hold me back
They'd send a hitman and he'd pull it just to hold me back
But they can't hold me back
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
Every time
Keep in motion every time
Legendary Death (feat. TCF Live & Nigel Crown) Video (MV)
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I can go on
I swear to god that I'm not done yet
With these callous filled hands
I'm building the vision with blood tears and sweat
False prophets and gods of the sort
Claiming they crowns when they ain't even built for the court
I was left all alone no support
It's time to get back to the killings we do it for sport
They can't handle the mind of a king so they kill us
Cause they know what power of influence brings
Melanin skin that I'm comfortable in, whether living or dying the legend begins
I feel the pressure is building all over
But I can go on,
Watching my back as I peak over shoulders
Cause there is no one to trust
They'd send the vicious propaganda just to hold me back
They'd send militias with the bullets just to hold me back
They'd send a hitman and he'd pull it just to hold me back
But they can't hold me back
Ok
You try to kick it like rugby, aye
I keep that Tommy like Chuckie, aye
I'll swat you if you come bug me, aye
I act a ass like a donkey, okay
You got the beef, I got the shells
Nigga come get you a taco
I'll grab the K, shoot you today, and blow yo ass straight to tomorrow
I'm an immaculate shooter
No basketball, I mean a Ruger
Bitch you get blown like a tuba, get smoked like a hookah
These bullets a suit ya
Put you to sleep like Tylenol
I'm sorry ma I don't know how to borrow
And do not watch me like an Audemar
I keep that metal, but this is not rock and roll
Chain long I f*ck around and hang Shaq
I got a chopper with a scope a nigga take that
A big drum, let me show where the bass at
Why you over there looking like a Mase track
Get my game on, aim on, wait a minute did you hear what I just said about the
Nevermind that
I need money nigga, tell me where the safe at
Duncan Hines nigga, tell me where the cake at
Work ethic on a hundred, niggas running at a fast pace
You either get it first or you ending up in last
Two positions in this life, go getters and the rest
Ordinary equals stress, running from it never rest
Crawl all under ya skin, the cracks and orifices
Tripping off the change from anguish metamorphosis
Basic inflation
Shit is getting torturous
Bout to infiltrate the pasture cue the coordinates
Contortionist, the way I twist it up, switch it up, switch flows, pro skate, Chris Cole
Beat drop like chicks that'll f*ck with Diplo
Treat life like a glass of whiskey, sip slow
Don't wanna move to fast, don't wanna rush the feeling
Shit I'm clutch I'm killing bout to cuff up on the millions
In position for the wellness the wealth this is health
This is God on the bleachers like a coach not for self
Gotta look out for my brothers, people, compadres
Niggas whipping foreign be exploring on the highways
Pissy looks from the coppers cause a nigga sitting side ways
Slide up to event then drop the keys off at the valet
Ripped shirts from the beautiful struggle
Now we in the winners life copping shit that's overpriced
Never been beginner type not a novice world class
Legendary in the distant but I'm getting there fast
They'd send the vicious propaganda just to hold me back
They'd send militias with the bullets just to hold me back
They'd send a hitman and he'd pull it just to hold me back
But they can't hold me back
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
Every time
Keep in motion every time
I swear to god that I'm not done yet
With these callous filled hands
I'm building the vision with blood tears and sweat
False prophets and gods of the sort
Claiming they crowns when they ain't even built for the court
I was left all alone no support
It's time to get back to the killings we do it for sport
They can't handle the mind of a king so they kill us
Cause they know what power of influence brings
Melanin skin that I'm comfortable in, whether living or dying the legend begins
I feel the pressure is building all over
But I can go on,
Watching my back as I peak over shoulders
Cause there is no one to trust
They'd send the vicious propaganda just to hold me back
They'd send militias with the bullets just to hold me back
They'd send a hitman and he'd pull it just to hold me back
But they can't hold me back
Ok
You try to kick it like rugby, aye
I keep that Tommy like Chuckie, aye
I'll swat you if you come bug me, aye
I act a ass like a donkey, okay
You got the beef, I got the shells
Nigga come get you a taco
I'll grab the K, shoot you today, and blow yo ass straight to tomorrow
I'm an immaculate shooter
No basketball, I mean a Ruger
Bitch you get blown like a tuba, get smoked like a hookah
These bullets a suit ya
Put you to sleep like Tylenol
I'm sorry ma I don't know how to borrow
And do not watch me like an Audemar
I keep that metal, but this is not rock and roll
Chain long I f*ck around and hang Shaq
I got a chopper with a scope a nigga take that
A big drum, let me show where the bass at
Why you over there looking like a Mase track
Get my game on, aim on, wait a minute did you hear what I just said about the
Nevermind that
I need money nigga, tell me where the safe at
Duncan Hines nigga, tell me where the cake at
Work ethic on a hundred, niggas running at a fast pace
You either get it first or you ending up in last
Two positions in this life, go getters and the rest
Ordinary equals stress, running from it never rest
Crawl all under ya skin, the cracks and orifices
Tripping off the change from anguish metamorphosis
Basic inflation
Shit is getting torturous
Bout to infiltrate the pasture cue the coordinates
Contortionist, the way I twist it up, switch it up, switch flows, pro skate, Chris Cole
Beat drop like chicks that'll f*ck with Diplo
Treat life like a glass of whiskey, sip slow
Don't wanna move to fast, don't wanna rush the feeling
Shit I'm clutch I'm killing bout to cuff up on the millions
In position for the wellness the wealth this is health
This is God on the bleachers like a coach not for self
Gotta look out for my brothers, people, compadres
Niggas whipping foreign be exploring on the highways
Pissy looks from the coppers cause a nigga sitting side ways
Slide up to event then drop the keys off at the valet
Ripped shirts from the beautiful struggle
Now we in the winners life copping shit that's overpriced
Never been beginner type not a novice world class
Legendary in the distant but I'm getting there fast
They'd send the vicious propaganda just to hold me back
They'd send militias with the bullets just to hold me back
They'd send a hitman and he'd pull it just to hold me back
But they can't hold me back
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
They lick a shot, I eat the bullet, keep in motion every time
Every time
Keep in motion every time
Writer: Clint Brown, Marco Cruz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid