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still in the field like a goalie
Fuck a codefendant, slide by my lonely
Born a legend bitch I'm feeling like Broly
Take what I want you can't say that I

right
Need a 23 up on my back to feel like Mike
I don't really want this girl because she is too nice
She asked me what kinda girls I like I said bad

legacy
By the end of day
May I reign supreme
May I reign supreme
I been doing this since way back
Back when homie didn't play that
If Chris cook up

and relax
Joey Diaz when I'm spitting
Motherfucker who you kidding
I'm a producer by day
And a rapper when I'm killing shit
The man the myth the legend
But

egos

Hold up
Wait a second, how can everybody be another muthafucking legend
I get it, the hyperbole is evident
Evidence of anything connected is our

And my crews come from Wedame-dia
Need a beat go to Legend B
Need a drink go to Sip Slow
Need a plate go to Auntie Bev
Need a necklace  go to TSF
Need

When i gaze over this hazy spin
The spiral locks eye with me and says
“come on in”
Though it might be just a single line
Undulating in time, so fine

feel it
We back to building, started in the back of the building
Escaping the trap by trapping, we ain't civilians
They say there's paper in rap, wait

Been ghost, yeah
Told them niggas been there and done that
‘Cause I think they can run that
‘cause all that bread come back
New York left rack,

a legend in my city hidden in the black
And I’m the badman man with the bad tag

They others said come on man, we know that you can do it
You’re flexing

and watch the fuck out cause Cyruson's legend has now begun

Tell me if anybody in vicinity can spit it to infinity soon to be butchered down by me I 

Spit

I think of myself 

Legend

To remembered by 

The honor code 

We live to die

But die to live

The real reason 

Theres pain 

Inside my heart 

I

I'm a legend in the making
I'm baking and processing
Looking for bread
I no go mind to own the bakery
Heading for keys
E no go sad if I win headies
I

A hollam a hollam a hollam a hollam a hollam
The real money di come from fx
Work farm even end sep for chantier
Invest the dho for inside ndengué
Boy dem di

back with my team like
Pull up with the sound i'm a g like
Never heard or motherfucking seen
Only legends around me
On the scene i'm bombing
I don't give

a raise or ya quit/ unaware of the matrix/ replaced like hella quick
Only thing they got is GOD/ when the knife in the back comes out betta yell out God
Not

in a bad mood
With this weight that I carry on my shoulders and back too  (Wake up
Wake up)

Wake up at noon
Come to find out they still sleeping

is
My niggas ask and I got it
That's some brotherly shit
People saw you down
Then you hit em with a bounce back
He give it his all
Plus his heart
They

to the point where you don't know who you are
So your response is to restart, allow the soul to respawn

Come back stronger than ever, and show the world how

roasted
Fuck a bitch, I'm chosen, you ghosted
Now he here, now he ain't
Legend live like a saint
Triple-double in the paint, if the come up quick I hope you

the door I will slam
The don is the man with the plan
And even if I intrude your still a fan
With attitude I come back from the dead with a pen and pad
Ive

goin' wild
Shooting like thats how they pay tides
Hedging risk just to get by
And pray to god they stocks still rise
I need a sabbatical
Been tryna build

tying ropes behind my back to choke me by the throat
Cause I got a show at last
Went to throw my hat
And though that lasso toss seemed narrow
We pulled

out to the water anyways
I'm a nuisance
Nasty nature
People
People forget
That it's hard to stand up straight
With no back bone
I'm a failure
Not