L.E.G.A.C.Y, Chaundon - And You lyrics

And this goes out to you and you and you
You - Notorious BIG kick In The Door

The LEGACY will die and live again
I fuck Goldie Hawn for the Private Benjamins
A wild cat
You Marv Albert niggas yo, you bite that
Snapping at my dick like Slim Jims
No more rap
When I sent you this I spit hymns
I'm so pure, this is Mayhem
I throw manure in the crowd so
The shit hit's the fans
And hit's the streets
My clique is deep, like orphans all free
Shit's deep (Michael Jordan called me)
Said he's coming back
Said niggas is fucking up the game
Told him I know how you feel
In rap is just the same
Dirt gets kicked up on names
But no need in stressing we the legends
They know that and we know that
Let's play some golf and post up
Where the hoes at?
Trying to smoke? I know where the 'dro at
Fuck the plush beats, where Big Dho at?
What you gonna do if I wild on you?
All these Calgon crews
What you wanna take Leg away?
Motherfucker check the resume
Motherfucker check the resume

Imagine my fame
Through hip hop talks, they mention my name
Force foes to step up the game
The day that I came
Verbal, Timberland boots and baggy denim
Spitting venom, crippling your cerebellum
Slow your speed up cause when I
Flow I turn the heat up
Like blacks on the bus in the 60's
You'll give your seat up mic supremacy
Equipped with superior weaponry
I'm dumb nice
If I die tonight then I can ghostwrite
Big arenas
With shiny suit's and buy the bar out
Or cop a book bag to decaf to
Rock a coffee house is nothing
Rap is just another form of hustling
The Boogie Down
Nino Brown is taking over cousin
We All In The Same Gang
Make doe the same way
Think you hotter than me? Then drop
Your CD the same day
Money and power is what I'm bringing
You can't run with me moving unit's
UHaul is my distribution company

And this goes out to you and you and you, you

Ayo I'm half beast half machine
Can't sleep
I'll get shot if I have a dream
Instead I have a scheme
Illioticcom the magazine
Stars a bastard teen no father figure
Raw as coke, all of them niggas
They thought I was a joke
Now I'm laughin truly missing children
What ever happened to Julie? Family Matters
I'm Randy Savage for money like animals
My sequels make money like Hannibal
With a mask out if I lash out
Nothing can protect rivals
I'm writing the next Bible
Scripture in each verse thee worst
Imagine what I could do to the best
My crew is my crew to the death
Bamboozle, wild like the Mal Mals
Damn youtube my style foul foul
Fuck then, it's right now now
Switch up, still bring it
Got niggas like how how? I can't explain
I'm the pain please feel it
Still on that NC real shit
The tar heel state, no law, they kill jakes
Riot like it's Cincinnati
Move quiet like vigilantes
Never see me coming
Like sex with blind bitches
Thoughts be running life
Death, my mind switches off
On, created in His imagine, I'm God spawn

You puss in this Rap City, face it
You ain't Big Tigga but you still
Living in ya mother basement
Partner don't make me reach inside my parka
If I freestyle on Friday
I'll 106 and Park ya
Bring your team, they don't bother me none
I don't need to enlist
I'm still an army of one
Claiming you street but everybody
Know that you lying
Pressing clothes is the only
Way you're waving iron
Learn to accept your losses
With a "thank you"
Knowing my skills is holding my weight
Like a fat bitches ankles
Hollering "battle" you don't really
Wanna start this brother
Cause me and Leg will run the
Game like the Parker Brothers
Street teaming, on the scene and
Got your girl mouth wide open, catching semen
Now get the fuck outta here and
Take that beat making with you
Cause the shoes of a dope
MC's will never fit you