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Aint Nuthin But A Legend
- There, was once a time, where
- peace wasn't a myth.
- To get back those old time I've always wished.
- But those visions are of a dead city,
- and now, enter the rebirth.
- I remember when,
- everyone on the street knew my name
- new club, new experience,
- I was living a life of sheer fame
- drunk every night,
- but regardless, still the one drivin',
- Officers pulling me over? Pfft, not without a fight,
- I just speed off with a grin.
- I ruled the city,
- was untouchable, I liked that win.
- Bouncers didn't even look at me,
- just let me straight in.
- Fucked with me, bam,
- get a bullet in the knee.
- When I knocked for you, you better open the door,
- before I fuckin' kick it in, carrying my 12 gauge.
- I had every person in awe,
- power, wealth and all of it was mine.
- It was all good, perhaps that's an understatement, ya,
- but truth is I sat back and then passed time.
- Fast forwards some years,
- babes leaving me in tears,
- leaving the house with my possessions,
- and the law don't give a shit.
- They're getting their share, taking my drugs,
- they be bombing my house with search dogs like they is bombs and
- this the blitz.
- Of course, living alone, I get no hugs,
- I'm expected to live with it over the course of a couple shrugs.
- But no, 'cause my girls are gone, my stuff is gone, my life is gone.
- I'm depressed,
- and in need of rest,
- but since they took my bed,
- I can't, and I don't fancy like sleeping in the bathtub,
- at least have standards when I'm bankrupt.
- Oh, which reminds me, my money's gone totally
- so now I'm expressing my powerful frustration vocally
- I know a lot of you can't relate
- But I used to rule the city... and now I've met this fate.
- Because I used to rule the city, spoken about everywhere.
- An icon from the dark alleys right up to town square.
- Every hoe knew my name, every playa knew my game,
- Living a sweet life of fame.
- But not it's all gone, and it aint nuthin but a legend. (x2)
- Now I'm living out in the streets,
- sad to say that a cardboard box is my best company,
- now so skinny I'm wishing for gluttony.
- Days go by, hope starts to fade,
- sad to think that, within this city, my dreams were made.
- But now they're shattered, hit by reality.
- This shit hit me harder than gravity.
- I looked to my once friends, begged them infact,
- but they had no interest in me now my wallet isn't intact.
- I wasn't the perfect G,
- far from it actually,
- but if you can't respect my story, you can't respect me.
- Being homeless, people were cruel,
- couldn't even spear a fuckin' dime when Winter was brutal.
- I thought I was gonna die,
- and asked why,
- did this go so wrong?
- And I remembered,
- it was because it had been so long since I wrote a song.
- Public lost interests, albums didn't sell,
- for a rapper, it was early hell.
- Because I used to rule the city, spoken about everywhere.
- An icon from the dark alleys right up to town square.
- Every hoe knew my name, every playa knew my game,
- Living a sweet life of fame.
- But not it's all gone, and it aint nuthin but a legend. (x2)
- Aint nuthin but a legend.
- Aint nuthin but a legend.
- Aint nuthin but a legend.
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