(feat. Legion of Doom)



Yeah, muthafuckas

It's time for the real Legion of Doom

Buddah Man, tell em we ain't havin it



[Buddah Man]

Yeah, silly rabbit

Fuck that shit

We ain't havin that this year

This is comin straight from the Bean, knawmean?

And we ain't havin that

[Name] Street live, muthafucka

Hey yo, Rhome, man, won't you drop that shit



[VERSE 1: Tony Rhome]

Yo, here we go again 

On the strenght of L.O.D. I kick facts, and 

Some are the reasons that I stay strapped in

Deal with the jealousy, bullshit, tryin to rush the stage

While I'm kickin a rhyme that's gonna get me paid

I got niggas who got my back while I tour

What's up, hold up, you can never fuck with the 4

Cause if you try to step, then my niggas gonna step too

Listen to the way I bring this, cause you might face the whole crew

Huh, and we'll be like 20 deep

So that's 20 muthafuckas comin straight from the streets

Nevertheless you been warned

Cause yo, I'm speakin up for my parts, and if you step, then it's on

And there'll be no holdin back

Niggas in gold and black

Who know nothin but dope and straps

And it's never for no reason

So prepare yourself, cause it'll be comin straight from the Legion



[VERSE 2: Mass Murderer Mike]

It's one of them niggas from the Brick

Packin a Tec, and quick to blast it

(A [Name] Street bastard) Sendin niggas to a casket

915s, my g-a-n-g makin noise

Us niggas from the Brick now wreckin shit with the (Badd Boyz)

Step to my crew, you get your dome flown and blown

I'm part of the Legion, so mutahfuckas shoulda known

That a nigga will back up, we pack, son 

Now make room for Mass Murderer Mike

Straight from the Legion of Doom (No question)



[VERSE 3: Big Roscoe & Mody]

Big Roscoe's on his goal while I fuck around 

Rippin niggas in half and tearin shit up when I go down

So let a nigga stroll 

Cause niggas like to mow

Roll and throw, screamers

Hummin from my bitch Nina

Now Legion's in the house, so feel the violence

My Ace file up when I'm rollin with the muthafuckin black talents

Cause if you're cruisin for a brusin, then you're schemin for a beamin

Niggas done represented the G, but this one's for the Legion



[VERSE 4: Kool Gsus]

This is the Gsus Kool

Not the old or the new, I'm just straight up school

Cause niggas be soundin like dumbo

So I exit all the mumble-jumble

Cause I'm good at makin dumbo-gumbo

I makes you crumble

You had the ball, but fumbled

My Mac carries a rumble

Makin MC's tumble

I hates a faker as far as I can see em

So if you be him, then you get lynched by the Legion



[VERSE 5: Fly Ty]

I think you better make way for the joint, punk

Fuck around with the sound and get the head shrunk

It was a real bad move to stick your crew in, shit's gettin ruined

When you're fuckin with my boys, with the Bruins

Who you're think you're foolin? Not Ty

How really gotta die before I really get fly?

Hittin all sides with the slides, and I'm leavin

Everybody's doomed, comin straight from the Legion



(Hey yo, this is Raydog

I'm not here right now

Just leave your name and your number

Out)

(Hey yo, Dog, man, this is Beef

My bro, what happened, man?

We ain't goin out like that

Yo, we gots the shit, man

Hey yo, I'ma call Tone

Then I get back with you, man

Out)

(Yo man, this is the second time I call you, man

Get up, man, get up)



[VERSE 6: Raydog]

Hey yo, I be a nigga that you never could figure

With a dog on his chest and a stolen Trooper's vest

I represent a pack of niggas that'll kill quick

Like that, so suckers better get the fuck back

I bet you thought the Dog would never get another turn

But I'm the flame-thrower, so muthafuckas burn

You probably thought RSO's deep, well, you're right

We'll hit you up somethin fierce in a gunfight



[VERSE 7: Tangg The Juice]

Hey yo, Tangg's the ruffneck with the Tec hangin out the window

When they sleep on the T, smoke em like the endo

Niggas'll know when I pull, the whole patrol drop pants

On your blocvk with the glock, nigga, that might be yo ass

So yo, don't ever call a nigga lazy

Cause all the B.P.D. know we all crazy

Cause everyday up in my hood it be the season for squeezin

Trust me, we'll be comin out the muthafuckin Legion



[VERSE 8: E-Devious]

Yo, we the Legion, but they labelled us the gangbang thugs

Who do nothin more than shoot shit and sell drugs

Mad niggas who do a lotta cursin

Strapped down with automatics on they person

With attitudes like: 'I don't give a fuck about you

Cause you don't give a fuck about me, gee'

That's how it is, yo, shit don't never be right

That's why we cross a gun with a mic

So I ain't makin friends, so fuck sayin 'what up'

Cause I pull my pump, and then I blow your gut up

So watch it when you talk shit, cause if I flip

I be on some old _King Of New York_ shit

And ain't nothin nice about that

Cause my crew is much deeper than Top Cat's

Huh, I'm E-Devious, never leavin shit alone

Word to Doom, it's comin from the Legion, homes