Legend Has It (Cover)
• Written by The_Jabbawockee
Hear what I say, we are the business today,
Fuck shit is finished today,
RT & J, we the new PB & J,
We dropped a classic today,
We did a tablet of acid today,
Did joints with the masses and ashes away.
SKRRRT! We dash away,
Donner and Dixon, the pistol is blastin' away.
Doctors of death,
Curing our patients of breath,
We oughta pay you the trust,
Crooked at work,
Cookin' up curses and slurs,
Smokin' my brain into mush.
I became famous for blamin' you fucks,
Maimin' my way through the brush,
There is no training or taming of me and my bruh,
Look like a man, but I'm animal raw.
We are the murderous pair,
That went to jail and we murdered the murderers there,
Then went to Hell and discovered the devil,
Delivered some hurt and despair,
Used to have powder to push,
Now I smoke pounds of the kush,
Holy, I'm burnin' a bush,
Now I give a fuck about none of this shit,
Jewel runner over and out of this bitch.
Woo!
Woo!
Step into the spotlight, woo!
Woo!
Copping of uppers and downers get done,
I'm in a rush to be numb,
Droppin' a thousand ain't much,
Come from the clouds,
On a missile to turn this whole town into dust,
Don't make a sound, baby, hush,
I am the living swipe right on the mic, I'm a slut,
I don't know how to not spit like a lout,
I'll spill a pound of my kids on your couch.
Half of a mongol and mythical team,
Feelin' this treacherous theme,
Legend says El is a spawn out of Hell,
The myth is my mom is a murderous queen,
Your life can end like in Godfather 1,
You get the gun as I christen my son,
If I die today and it's Hell I should pay,
Tell the Lord Mikey said, "Fuck, it was fun".
Every new record's my dick in a box,
We here the goons, eat them rulers a lot,
You're getting used to me doing no wrong,
I don't play chicken, you prick, I'm a fox,
You wanna kick it, I'll give you the rock,
You kiss the wood chipper blade if you bark,
I'm fuckin' magic, in fact I'm a warlock can talk,
I got a unicorn horn for a (Stop).
Woo!
Woo!
Step into the spotlight, woo!
Woo!
And the crowd goes (RTJ!)
And the crowd goes (RTJ!)
And the crowd goes (RTJ!)
And the crowd goes (RTJ!)
(RTJ!)
(RTJ!)
(RTJ!)
(RTJ!)
Mike in the jelly, won't snitch,
I'll rent a room at the Ritz,
I'll sip a fifth of the whisk,
I'll smoke a dub in the tub,
Then I will split both my wrists,
I'll pull a sword on you simps,
Just for the flick of the wrist,
Kitchen ain't givin' a miss,
Me and Mike skip away whistlin' and grin,
Every day's golden when you only win.
Bullyin' bastards and beatin' on beats,
Sounds like a day at the beach, preach,
I keep the metals to step on your feet,
Before you can speak, blaow to defeat.
We move on one to ones, you think I'm meek,
You think I'm lyin', you right, see my teeth,
Don't be a bore when I roar if I move,
Hunting's no fun when your prey doesn't move,
I'll put a gun to a bunny like choose,
Say somethin' funny or bunny go boom,
You got a bevy of shit you could groove,
We'd like to thank you for choosing our crew.
And that's from the crew you can trust,
Warranty plus for fuckin' shit up,
We are the no-gooders, do-gooders,
Known to the dancers and dealers and doers of dust.
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The_Jabbawockee
Member since October 23 2017