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constant flow - legacy lyrics

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[verse 1]
you ain’t got the heart for a physical conflict
i’m nice with the hands. son, vivien thomas
spit [st-tches?], -ss-whippings. i’ll leave n-ggas unconscious
and show they face time—no video conference
y’all youtube [the fl!ck?]. yeah, they quickly responded
post that most def. i’m sick—mission accomplished
on the mic, i cut lifespans
‘cause the k!lla from jc caught more bodies in the water than the ice man
[fish kalashni’?] rap on the track. why you tryin’ me?
i don’t [come verse?]—i bomb first like ‘93
you flight attendants on 9/11. i crash on 9/11 like flight 93
and survive—i am legend. in my own lane in this city full of zombies
me and my dawg. son, we the two k!lla army
you dude’s soft—i think your girl’s harder
you saying that you fly—all i see is zeroes in the sky like pearl harbor

[hook]
you ain’t never gonna get it. though
we gon’ keep gettin’ it and we will never fold
we gon’ keep settin’ it on every episode
will i let ‘em live? hmm… k!lla, let ‘em know
no. no. we keep doing what we do
gotta grind harder. son, our time is overdue
gotta grind smarter. yo, these dudes are so confused
keep ‘em dead and buried. necessary. never scary. legendary

[verse 2]
word to my [?]. spreading like shock waves
‘cause i increased the voice of reason to a higher octave
got the pres’ screaming on his top aids
everyone getting caught in the crosshairs—i ain’t talking ‘bout box spray
when the shot sprays. but i never had a pop’s grace
music is my weapon that be getting through your blockade
extras in the stockade on migraines. ows suicide bombers at the lobbyist stock trade
chop—blades slice through your ipod
sharp rhymes ill like swine flu ‘til your mic hard
pork rinds, small-time. i’m big ben sh-t
i’m going ham like slaughterhouse against your pig peg clique
i’m 5’9” like royce. i spit like [?]
from jers’ like budden—don’t get it crooked. i k!ll mc’s
k!llah priest corrupt. cannabis and ras k-ss
four hors-m-n combined, i’m a one-man rap package

[hook]
you ain’t never gonna get it. though
we gon’ keep gettin’ it and we will never fold
we gon’ keep settin’ it on every episode
will i let ‘em live? hmm… k!lla, let ‘em know
no. no. we keep doing what we do
gotta grind harder. son, our time is overdue
gotta grind smarter. yo, these dudes are so confused
keep ‘em dead and buried. necessary. never scary. legendary



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