Living Legends Lyrics

Living Legends lyrics

[Dylan]

Yo, Blaze the fire and watch the enemies crumble

[Jamaican chant]

See the blood of a slave

The eyes of a Banta

Rise from the grave

When they listening to Dylan

Action and ways speak clearly like a veteran

Looking both ways

When concealing my weapon



[Babs]

I was raised in the gutter

Fifties for elevens

And a dirty box cutter

I'm standing my ground

Back and forth out of town

I'm getting that cash

And niggaz can't see Babs

If you ain't licking my ass

One tough chick

My flows is not to be fucked with

Send the word out

To them bitches that you run with

I'm here now

Bitches in trouble I spit fire

Quick to bust off

Like Weebay from the wire



[Ness]

Fucking with the grimiest nigga

Look in my eyes

My life was paralelled park

Until I put it in drive

D.U.I. smacked and broke both of my headlights

Chicks gunning me down

Running mad redlights

Had low mileage

It was either hugging the block or Hip Hop

I never will in college

I'm only being honest

Cadillac with the Mac

With the serial stratched up in the lining



[Fred]

Now pass me some diamonds

With some dudes who move

When I say them good

So the hood call me Simon

When I rob I ain't rhyming

I change climates

And break more records

Than Rice did for the Niners



[Chorus: (Dylan)]

Them silly one now (hey)

All gangstas get them bless (hey!!!!)

To be wake

To be among so many Living Legends

Nobody stop me

Don't ask me why

This a real tall guy saying Budda Bye Bye Bye



Them silly one now (hey)

All gangstas get them bless (hey!!!!)

To be wake

To be among so many Living Legends

Nobody stop me

Don't ask me why

I'm a real bad boy saying Budda Bye Bye Bye



[Chopper]

Man fuck them other niggaz

Cause I'm down with my niggaz

Yep, we Da Band

Y'all niggaz ain't fucking with us

Don't make me have to spend that bend and do a pull up

Reach for that 10 that have you duckin' them bullets

Hit you where it hurt it be hard for you to push up

Half-way crook ass niggaz I got you shook up

You walk with your head faced down

You scared to look up

And I know Black and Blue

I got the hook up



[Babs]

I stay on my grind BK niggaz know

In your face everyday like a Bad Boy video

On the block for a couple of years

I done smoked a lot of blunts

Drunk a couple of beers

The streets know me

The hood hold me

I paid dues

I'm the chick in the click

Full of niggaz, I made moves

Stay on top of my game

I can't lose

Get down or lay down

Bitch niggaz better choose



[Chopper]

I ride in the biggest trucks

All day, call me, shit

I supply the biggest stuff

Hit the block

Like I'm Cartel blunts

Ready for something to dump

I feel as though I got the biggest nuts



[Ness]

Wait, move

I put blood in your socks, your shoes

Overflowing now you shaking your leg

Man I run with the gauge like bacon with eggs

It's white, when I bite

When I bake it, it's beige



[Chorus: 2x]



[Dylan speaking Jamaican chant until beat fades out]