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Tale Of 2 Legends
Humble Soles
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DJ Clue?
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Rjae
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Tyre Hakim
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Been through the storm, we done
We done been through so much, it's just
It's just greatness, that's how legends are made
(Ayy, run this shit through right here)
Yeah, I'm from the land of the gutter
Where niggas'll kill they brother
Do shady shit to they mans, then serve crack to they mothers
And I come straight from the slums with guns where they don't love us
Police catch a body, get off, they know the judge is
Yeah, over here, they not your savior
You get lined up like a taper just for lying on your neighbor
Got a water full of gators if you
Mix a pineapple Fanta full of purp, look like a Laker
I was sittin' in the trap, they shave the crack down with a razor
Bust you in your Superdome like is you retarded or somethin'?
Niggas poppin' off shots, is this a part of the function?
Put the switches on the Glock, when it
Shot, it sound like it's stutterin'
The cops come out on the block and I don't know nothin'
That's why the murder rates in the summer changed
Been duckin' 12 and hurricanes
Was bleedin' out for hours in Nicki house 'til my mother came
And wrapped me in that towel and asked me why I'm stressin'
I be usin' tools to stretch it and have a youthful adolescence, nigga
Yeah, two different worlds, same pain
The tale of two legends and how we maintain
Only the strong survive
I'm just doin' what I do, it ain't no wrong or right, no
Two different worlds, same pain
Two different tales, same page
We been through hell, but that's how legends are made
So to be honest, I think it's better this way
Southside made me, I'm Kanye crazy
I'm a '90s baby, I know nothin' 'bout the '80s
All about my paper, I'm like, "Fuck you, pay me"
I'm a businessman, I got the blueprint from JAY-Z
Bro, I was born inside the 9, not too far from where Slim died
Where the Hot Boys thrive, so can a Hot Boy shine?
Bitch, I spit gasoline, let me enlight these rhymes
And set your stupid ass on fire, don't got no plans to retire
Now that fake stunt rappin' shit burnt out like SRT tires
We in need of somethin' new, so here I am, I'm from the booth
Yeah, I'm from the land that's like a zoo
I keep a fan, so play it cool
I'm not a fan of none of you
I went and ran with what I knew
Chi-Town, we don't call it Chiraq
Niggas dyin' where I'm at, hearin' sirens back to back
Niggas killed my dog, I told 'em, "When we find 'em, it's a wrap"
Put my heart in all these songs, I told you niggas I don't rap, no
Two different worlds, same pain
Two different tales, same page
We been through hell, but that's how legends are made
So to be honest, I think it's better this way
Legendary shit
Rock La Familia
Puma
You know the rules
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