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[Intro] Yo, Dylan do a lot of shit So funky, uh huh Ayy, you feel that? I feel that Legacy, legacy I love it so much [Hook] L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY [Verse 1] I love you so much, I can't stand it, single-handed dismantle Grab the microphone and get you lit like a candle Premeditated, word murdered, it's the microphone hurter Third-degree bird burner, techniques you never heard of A wordsmith dirty in the first person Y'all should worship the verses, legacy's dispersin' A rap assassin on the burn laps around you rat cats And sacrilegious fappin' tackle the Vatican Why's it called backpackin', ain't that Kanye West fashion? In permanent inaction, smack a grand dragon with my pants saggin' Not braggin', strictly sayin' how it is Paralyze your vision with acrobatic mathematics Rap's tactics kick the planet off its axis Divine entities suffer from microphone deficiencies Religious conspiracies expose false identities Command and conquer Roman forces Predominantly spit it, properly trespassed on your property Like hold your horses, observe the planet's orbit Digital rhyme enhancement teleporting Playin' more cats than Eddie Murphy did in Norbit This is war power, Jenga your Twin Towers suicide sound bombin' Underground like Tutankhamen Paint a past, come correct connect guzzle 'til I vomit Heaven's gate MCs waiting for the comet, we ain't got shit in common Anatomically atomic, dirty with style progression Transform my microphone into the Smith & Wesson Peace to Daddy Kane, ain't no half steppin' (no half steppin') The dookie world broke your wallet, comatosed the alcoholic Raised on the mic, then I'll do you like Suge Knight did Vanilla Ice Peace, this is life, call me righteous Whoo, call me Christ [Hook] L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY [Verse 2] The illustrious buster adjuster Emperor Augustus spreadin' up suckas like they mustard Flustered, puffin' on a blunt that was dusted Who you think done it, Gus? All y'all are suspects Paranoid inseminated visuals like celluloid Disintegrate the physical frame, lust is humanoid Automated superboy, reality is stiff like it's rheumatoid So I move asteroid fields to your home planet Earth in the center of void make an odd sandwich, God damn it Can't stand the way my thoughts take advantage of my state of affairs Unauthorized shares counting ducats My mind playing musical chairs, kick the bucket Eyes fixed, no movement, I stare across the clusters Of galaxies, thought about fatality, morality Thought about how I was actually below it Fathoms deeper, hold it, give me ten, let me think it through again Stolen moments flick cross my peripheral, matter vanishes from the physical Artificial elements, typically hard to mystify the mystical Visualize spiritual, plus it's pivotal to the universe I'll balance out the axis, Galactus, set fire to heaven with a wet matchstick You can't hack it, rappers just urine on a mattress Cactus syringe cream stabbed through my skin It's a fact y'all are whack plus distracted Check the focus, hocus pocus, money never broke It's still hangin' in my kitchen cooking Stouffers Bags fluctuate like it's Oprah's Dug more holes than the Caddyshack gopher Oh my, you can't see where I be, it's the L, E, G, A, C, Y [Hook] L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY L to the EG, A to the CY [Outro] L, E, G, A, C, Y It's the legacy Your patterns of observation, continue