L.E.G.A.C.Y. - Drops lyrics

Let's go 9th Wonder

While you wondering what Leg is thinking
Leg is thinking what you wondering
Drinking, I'm down under and
Thoughts of wild money, Crocodile Dundey
Shit he's waving, now that's a knife
Shit he's saying, now that's the trife
Ugly ass don't touch me
Ass nigga with attitude
Still rap for you, might seem I'm against you
Then it might seem we're friends too
It's two sided, ain't none of that hide
I don't give a shit who writes it
Choose beats or choose riots
Want organized street gang shit
Real like democracy, we can claim this
Who run it? With a mafia like Tres 6
Who want it? I'll drop on you and break shit
Ugh i'll drop on you and break shit

Drops you love it when it drops, and cops?
I don't give a fuck about the cops, and pops?
Been a problem since I busted outta pops
And watch? You have no choice but to watch

It was roll on point
Everytime I spoke on joints
Take it to the farthest extent
Stayed on target with hit's
While you way off i cut your foot off
Then wrap it in Kinte cloth badly wounded
Born to the world, then madly consumed it
Destruction appetite, clutching my past life
People acting like animals
Evil acting hungry cannibals a fool born
A unicorn's horn torn
Our population, wants more porn
NC-17 obscene
Reading graffiti under the bridge trap
But speaking freely I just wanna live
Puff marijuana tulips
Wit a crush on Ananda Lewis she's so pretty
But Leg he's so gritty
She could never love me, L-E-G is too ugly
Beauty and the Beast, truly i'm a Beast
A monstrosity who can drop with me?

Animal girls hands touching on him
It's one zoo
Animal world busted condom, I come through
Only see black white like nuns do
Honestly, mad at life redrum you
Everything you done once, I've done two
Treat you like Isaiah, and Son you
Teach you the way, look what I've done true
180 spun you
Made you hate me, then made you embrace me
In many cities
Got plenty shitty and cost a pretty penny
You can't afford me
Some against me, some support me
Like abortion
Play the game of prize and fortune
Stay the same, alive when the war ends
Charlie Sheen in platoons, San's son
I got a rivalry with the moon
Publicize it soon
Will join in illustrations
To avoid litigations i switched identities
LFK they still try to get the Kennedys
Try to assassinate me
The last of the great MCs
Similar to Mohicans
Might see me in the spot slow freaking
A chick with her flesh hanging out
John Henry shit leg's banging out