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caged between hostility – legendary lyrics

[verse 1]
i got bigger shoes to fill
you don’t think i’ll make it, god dammit i will
i’ll rap till i get k!lled
insane in the brain like cypress hill
a renegade like eminem
becoming legendary with the help of a pad and a pen
i will not lose again
success is my only option, failure’s not
you rap ’bout p-ssy, money and pot, you see that’s the rapper im not
please get the demons outta my head
running all over me round my bed
ima rap till the stage set, the p-ssions gone and wait for my body to rot
i hope this industry will remember me and label me as

[hook]
legendary, legendary
i gave this industry all i can be
till the stage set, till the p-ssions gone, till my eyes shut and my body stops
i will not stop till i get to the top and i’m not hoping for a reserved spot
i’m just hoping for the game to remember my name

[verse 2]
i ain’t here for the money, fancy cars, women or the fame
i’m just here to make myself a name
hip-hop is in my blood and rap is in my veins
i ain’t here to play no games
i’m here to save hip-hop from what it has became
what happened to spittin’ the truth in the booth
what happened to helpin’ the troubled and youth
what happened to the raw talent that god gave you to use
you’ll never get a deal if you spit that sh-t, once pac and b.i.g. died, god gave us wayne as an excuse
this is what the f-ck you can’t get by
i don’t give a f-ck about rappers bragging how they get high
i don’t give a f-ck about the subjects you use as a selling point to get by
migos, now i’m talkin’ to you, why do you always rap ’bout young, rich, sh-t, i can’t say that
i’m white, you know that i have no permission to say that
quavo betta call 911, they about to get arrested on stage again and that would be no fun
you don’t even have a motherf-cking clique, not even a gun
it’s like young thug having an asthma attack with b-tch homie you done
put drake in a wheelchair like degr-ssi 101
and have norm kelly scream all his accolades which he has none
i went 0 to 100 real quick, meek ya better hide ya b-tch before she jumps onto his d-ck
50 cent would k!ll you, on some f-ckin’ real sh-t
diddy, how did you sell out and become french montana’s b-tch
machine gun kelly’s the only person on your label, that can spit real sh-t
no disrespect to you kells, est is my clique
i’m just wondering, how puff daddy become b.i.g. into a little diddy b-tch
is he ‘ready to die’ or is everything he stated just one big lie
ciroc boys, or kiss the money, power, respect goodbye
the only real rappers tryin’ to make hip-hop survive are eminem, mgk, hopsin, jadakiss, dmx, me, and the list is too big why
cause there is a section labeled, hip-hop alumni
i’m the mothaf-cka to save the day, hip hop hoo f-ckin ray
i’m naughty by nature, that means im here to f-ckin’ stay
and i’ma rap until i reach the final breath on my dying day
and become an icon that will have a status of

- caged between hostility lyrics

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