Cancion : Legendary
Artista : Roselia
Album : Anfang
Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-legendary-de-roselia


[Verse 1: B.havik]

It's the legendary trio with that old school shit
Quick with the rhythmic, Mike Vick type shit
As I'm puffin on that Nike I'm on my air flight shit
Not Wale but I got that beautiful bliss
Time passin' my flow just gets better with it
Rhymes turnin' hella sick, addicted to this rap biz
World waitin' on the kid, but they gotta be patient
Kill your whole family, now your house is vacant
My lyrics hit you hard like Pacquiao, you'll never back me down
You give up like Mayweather
You rappers suck, I expected better, been releasing heat since I got this fucking mic set up
But I'm fed up, I sped up, I get up
I give it my all, stand tall, don't fall
When push comes to shove I must stand above
Competitive nature but it's all one love
I emerge and bust from the Earth's crust
Thus combust almost simultaneous
Imagine a world without Yale, Arjun, and B.havik
But don't worry cause I ain't havin this happen
This is from my heart, and it's my true passion
While you motherfuckers are actin' like Ashton
I'll wipe your whole city out with the motherfucking cannon

[Verse 2: Darth Sidious]

My methaphors trouble your mind, and I ain't even reached my prime
Cause' when I do, you gon' see my on stage with the brand new stone age
Light the blunt, take a hit, and forget all the shitty music that you hear
Let me make it clear, come in on the beat, me and B.havik, killin' it
With the words we speak we have the ability to mentally fuck your brain
But we got enough sense to do it responsibly, so hand me the condom please
I write this shit with ease, and spit it beautifully, painting a picture, while draining your spinal fluid
You try and replicate what I can salivate but realize you'll never replicate where I'm at
In fact, you know that it's too abstract, so back the fuck off
Before I take this bullet and put it through you
Use your blood as glue and wrap you in gift wrap
Send your body to the faggot that claps for a reach around
Then pound his face in with a bat, just so I can hear his brain go Splat!

[Interlude: Mr. Yale]

Woooo! Yale on the beat
Guess who's back!

[Verse 3: Mr. Yale]

Last on the track like I'm runnin' for my train
Lyrical crack, straight gunnin' for your brain
Break your back, like motherfucking Bane
I'll maintain my aim, man this kid's insane
Marlon leave ya'll in major pain
My raps elite, I mistreat with my coceit
Defeat, unseat the king, take the motherfucking throne
Your raps is premature, mines is fully fucking grown
Uh, your mumblin like Stallone, but bitch I can't condone
Cause my shit leads to a revolution like the Rosetta Stone
Who coulda' known that Yale knocks em' fuckin' dead
The Reign of Terror the way he's gettin' fuckin' head
Fools dread my shit, hope its unsaid
But flow is widespread every-fucking-where I tread
Rap's thoroughbread, heart of a fucking champ
Wack rappers see me spit and quit like writer's cramps
So you better take your flow and try to revamp
Cause I'm about to lick your girl's butthole like a like a like a motherfucking stamp


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