Urban Lyrics - R&B, Rap, Hip-Hop, Soul, Gospel & Reggae Lyrics
"The Legacy" lyrics by SNOWGOONS
Submit Lyrics     |     Correct Lyrics     |     Request Lyrics     |     New Albums     |     Contact Form     |     Links
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # v/a
Print friendly version

"The Legacy"
[feat. Esoteric, Ill Bill, Godilla, Fredro Starr [of Onyx], Sicknature, Punchline, REKS, Thirstin Howl the 3rd, Planetary [of Outerspace], Virtuoso, Maylay Sparks, Swann, Sav Killz, M-Dot & Reef the Lost Cauze]

[Verse 1: Esoteric]
Esoteric is a life taker, deck you with a haymaker, widow maker, camouflaged wind-breaker
Savage apparel for the hazardous Pharaoh, AOTP keep your bullet trapped in a barrel
Go ahead and circle your wagons while I'm reversing your patterns
Ski mask flow, I do everything in murderous fashion (bloaw!)
Perfect assassin, ghost protocol, Ethan Hunt, Demigod putting bodies in the trunk

[Verse 2: I'll Bill]
Powdered out, Coka Nostra, scraping up the white lines, outta town local yokels, hating from the sidelines
Light up a murder verse, fire like a burning church, microphones sorta like a scalpel when the surgeon works
Gimme perverted nurses and librarians, knowledge born through caesarian, Luciferian
Billy Crystal, who compares to him? Shooting Romans out their chariots always prepared to win

[Verse 3: Godilla]
Rise of the pheonix, or an iron butterfly. Evidently proof our legacy wouldn't die
No shook and jive, I took my time, don't look behind, from books from lines, no hooks, just rhymes
A simpler time defined, by vinyl and boom box, write a banger like the heat, outta the shoe box
Technology killing the art like Shug did 2Pac, so I brought freedom to the back alleys and rooftops

[Verse 4: Fredro Starr]
Ayo it's real in the hood, blood spills by the litres, you can run to the store, get killed for Adidas
Why I keep more guns than Gilbert Arenas Four-five [?]
Rather be on stage rockin filled up arenas than
Stuck in the hood, fiends still trying to beat us, hardcore bitches catch chills when they meet us
Overcrowded jail cells fill with [?]

[Verse 5: Sicknature]
Sicknature throw a party, Out the window like "Get the fuck out!" Snowgoons, frost giants, show 'em what Ragnarok 'bout
Party turns independent fuck a piece of crap [?] we'll have your fucking ass on a stick like Vlad the Impaler
Industry rapper acting like puppets on chloroform, call yourself monsters, you nothing but muppets and pokemon
Ya ain't spooky, My legacy toons is kill the cold fruity, not even ten global warming can melt the snowgoonies

[Verse 6: Punchline]
I'll bring forth a legacy for y'all to remember me, deposit made to the bank of your memory
Attitude fuck the world like Ron Jeremy, add to the fact that I need sex therapy
Era be etched in stone Face unknown, I'm famous, for breathing life to the microphone
Metaphors and rhymes, hard on my grind, on my tombstone write the greatest of all time

[Verse 7: REKS]
My name REKS, I bear the flag for the bottom of the bottle, the gone and forgotten brothers million man marching
I'm a marksmen, showoff darts and [?] add up all these rappers you'll be hard pressed to rep before me
Pawns be birthed in the laboratory, somewhere in the Ma-chaching, chaching-assachusetts
As you choose who you in the booth with, beware of me, mumma named me Cory, but you can call me ruthless

[Verse 8: Thirstin Howl III]
Yeah yeah. Thirstin Howl the mother fucking third, on a snowgoons tune
I'm the double-L, general, heaven, hell. Wedding bells, wear it well, Thirstin Howl, not no Gilligan shit
Never had a deal but I'm stealing this bitch, Brownsville stripes, earned every one, Puerto Rican, sleepin, same cemetery pun
Big [?] crazy catalogue, my main bitch pussy say made in Panama

[Verse 9: Planetary]
Planetary, ATOP shit. Outer space, this is how it feels when the heat hit
Snowgoons shit, piece make the moon split, even though the sun gonna shine when I move quick
I'm a living legacy that's heavily influenced, by the evils set through the tones of my music
I don't give two shits, y'all just irrelevant, this is my house we pulling guns for the settlement

[Verse 10: Virtuoso]
In a round cypher you're futile like a blind sniper, I'll strike like a typewriter, Hot shit like a fried diaper
In my dynasty, my legacy spread vaginas and dead MC's, Next level trees like forests that cover Lebanese
Devil weed [?] Roll a gram and smoke this shit. Ignore the rebels, bleed slower than Milošević
You know me bitch, oh you don't, well who am I? Virtuoso, supersize flow the foes [?]

[Verse 11: Maylay sparks]
[?] with Belgian beers and corkscrews
SlaughterGrey goose spilled on my suede shoes, y'all fake dudes
[?] rap, broad street bully green a quarterback, talk slick three hundred yards quick like Mike Vick
White chick, tattoos drink pierce [?] from ice picks
Might flip when trying to take the mic from my tight grip
The goons and Maylay Sparks, black attack iron swords [?] and mixing board to keep it sharp

[Verse 12: Swann]
A young adolescent searching for a dream, willing to succeed, by any means taken every step to be seen
Every lyrics stronger than a blast, to be remembered when I'm gone, living legacy forever-lasting
This pen and paper got me through the hard times, because of how I rhyme I'm ripping [?] acting out of line
Divine style got you down to a T, If you ain't with us on the ground stuck the fuck off the scene

[Verse 13: Sav Kills]
Divine styler, whiler, ryhme skills get fouler, mic profiler. Lights out and sessions out ya
Performers, I enter the stage they scream louder
Embrace the mic, I'm seein the sea they scream shout ya
Stadiums, palladiums snowgoons fating them [?]
This from the essence, from the ground up we blazin them
From the slums and the ghettos where they raised us from, we fan glorious the crowd, we amazing them

[Verse 14: M-Dot]
Hot like a ghetto get to live in the [?]
Spit a rhetoric metaphor [?] sentiments lifting your tenements
Residents [?] incentives
My hand skills the evidence, my pen flawless excellence [?] Find the fiddle
Mind is brittle, [?], my rhymes define the riddle, middle name, Dot, first name man, [?]
Hit you press rewind, Snowgoons bless the mind

[Verse 15: Reef the lost cauze]
Yeah, and the rest is mine, they needed a hero and I'm just in time, I'm a monster on them drums
The father to you crumbs, it's brotherhood, snowgoons, godfathers to my son
Let the gats burst, I react first, these rappers lust to get their wax worth
But their wack verse only equals what the raps worth, now wipe that smirk off your ugly fucking face before I smack earth
Wind, fire, empires, we build quietly, it's snowgoons forever, rise high as the sky should be, the legacy survives by me
Your favourite MC in here and that's who the fuck I should be
Keep your eyes on me, cause when my brothers decide it's beef I'm the guy who squeezed
Die violently, I fucking hate y'all publicly and privately, this is snowgoons dynasty

Found a mistake in "The Legacy" song lyrics? Please correct it!

Back to all SNOWGOONS lyrics

Thank you for choosing UrbanLyrics.com!
We will never show you a blank page instead of song lyrics.
Top Song Lyrics Of The Week

"Hot Nigga"

by J. COLE
Top 3 R&B, Rap, Hip-Hop, Soul, Gospel, Reggae artists by lyrics popularity this month

#1 KEVIN GATES lyrics
#2 DRAKE lyrics
#3 NICKI MINAJ lyrics
Our Respect
Top 100 Lyrics
Alive Lyrics
Submit Lyrics | Correct Lyrics | Request Lyrics | Privacy Policy | Advertising Information | Contact Form | Links
"The Legacy" lyrics is property and copyright of its actual owners and provided for educational purposes and personal use only.
Copyright ©2006-2015 UrbanLyrics