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all the legends have died
Helps ease the pain smoke a blunt its just going by
All my emotions are gone, don’t even bother to cry
Music is a little place

lips like collagen
You be at home on the John, I guess you stallin' then
I'm on the stage thrashin with my Sennheiser apparatus 
So who's the baddest?

Legend, Sexiest Man Alive
I better life waiting for you on the other side
So if you broke you just lazy, maybe busy procreating
Can't support your family,

Momma never left my side
As i write i start to cry
Momma i just wanna fly
I know i can touch the sky
Talking john legend high
Im influenced by your vibes

Or philosophies from John Locke
(Come pouring out of hell)
You orchestrated your own pain
Even love brighter than Spica will fade
But like an unidentified flying

Or philosophies from John Locke
(Come pouring out of hell)
You orchestrated your own pain
Even love brighter than Spica will fade
But like an unidentified flying

Yeah, ten car garage, couldn't fill my needs
Mama told me keep it real, show some honesty
So now I feel like John Legend, I need all of me
Cause you

a legendary OG 
So all these baby rappers gonna know me 
So bow on your knees to my present 
Cause imma be remembered as a motherfucking legend 

CHORUS -

Yeah, okay
Ball from the field, I can't take no more (yeah)
I'm gonna go ahead and dance my solo (oh no)
Cause I haven't been on vacation in so long

‘em back to life, Tupac, Malcolm, Medgar, Martin. So they don't get it twisted, let me add John Lennon...Ida B ....can't forget Gandhi. Is ya wit' me?

criminal call me suave Debonair
Betta clock ya bitch cuz she watching over here
Dropped by ya hoe cuz she know what's over there

Don't u blame just a real

Life attack you in different ways Some better than different dates
Negative energy gotta Keep my Distance man
Get lifted like John legend
Just to get

tipsy
John legend rookie album, we bout to get lifted
This weed bout to get lit, we gon be high as the tip
Of an asterisk, look in my eyes, ain't gotta

I'm in a bad mood, baby

Tell me when to stop
You know I ain't gon hurt you baby
Tell me when to stop
Girl if I start to get carried away
Tell me when

a bad bitch shut your damn mouth
New fit with the Nikes I feel cool now
New drip I feel icy I feel iced out
Broken heart I feel so dead I feel so out

save her
Overtaken by the demons no I cannot save her woah
Try to change my energy so I'm changing my cloak
Ever since she cross me yea my heart been

fact
Bad Lucc was my favorite about the group
Then?Problem? took off
Another Compton native
We both Compton niggas
But Compton still ain't made it
By

Rumble in the Jungle

Fugees

When We Were Kings

1997

to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is

suppress by the closing of your heart's door.

(Chorus) I hurt so bad I can't describe it.
I can't breathe, and I can't hide it.
Will it ever fade?  Is it

Produced by yours truly!
Had to get that in right quick
Okay
What's good?
Say she wanna ride my wave
Say she wanna ride my wave
Say she wanna ride my

focused gotta take it day by day
Cause it's bad things, happening to good people
And it's good things, happening to bad people
Just know your luck gon' run

from Cogwell Cogs
Which one of you let the toilets
Filled with the Captain's log?

Bad voodoo, beware the black monolith
In deep space, no one can smell

sitting down crying while you happy sitting on the bay
Well here comes another day
Yeah
More hurt uh
More hurt cause of this love that you gave me it was so

Liquor for the pain, perc for the nerves
Baby mama tripping steady working my nerves
Remember posted up selling work by the curve
Didn’t have a job