Kreators

Kreators - Legacy songtekst

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[Hook] 

Ey yo the bare like me, weed like me 

Violence and trouble always seem to find me 

I don't give a fuck you ain't got it like me 

The legacy I leave behind me defines me 



[XL] 

Motherfuckers can't relate to that, can't escape the facts 

Try to rush on by and I take them back 

Dead and rose like base and crack, diesel and smack 

Long sleeves covering tracks 

I run through this wasteland covering both eyes 

Than cover my ears and escape the lies 

See none of y'all out there can write like this 

And none of y'all out there gets nice like this 

Can't keep up with me, you ain't corrupted like me 

You ain't? like me 

None of y'all sip blood from the cup like me 

And none of y'all is stuck in the rut like me 



[G Square] 

People say I'm doing too much, controlling too much 

And so what? The truth is I ain't giving a fuck 

Spending my change, earning my name, staking my claim 

No shame, cuz we don't never do it the same 

I start selling thousands, switching my house in 

Pay an accountance, get it, them bouncing 

Think you all high, we getting higher 

Drink ever clear and spit fire, pass out 

And crush with blown out tires 

You ain't making a sacrifice, giving up half your life 

The first to talk and the last to fight 

Acting like you gonna see me in the afterlife 

On the other side of the glass reading your last rights 

I barely get my leg in the door, what you here for? 

What you think we do this all these years for? 

Don't matter if you don't like me cause more than likely 

We gonna make it happen nightly 



[Hook x2] 



"XL" [scratched out] 



[XL] 

Check me out, right? 

I compose the music real heads wanna hear 

On the subway through headphones screaming in your ear 

About ten years? 

Made a million and a half in stakes and never been wrong 

Struggle, find a place where I belong 

Turn my back for a second and it's all gone 

Family in caskets, my state bordering madness 

Many try but can't none of them match this 

Along the road I lost control 

If it wasn't for my pops I'd have lost my soul 

This life I chose takes it's toll 

This rap game'll? you up and swallow you whole 

One wrong move is all it takes 

One wrong bet for all the stakes 

These are the brakes 

Getting wise while I'm getting older 

Sliding by getting payed, the world over 



[XL and G Square] 

We're on the outside looking in 

And I can see through you cause you're paper thin 

No more waiting now we're braking in 

Making dough, loosing friends no matter how it ends 



[G Square] 

Definition of a true rap artist for real 

Spent twelve years behind two wheels of steel 

Get payed without them BMI cheques, record execs 

Only tears, bloodshed and sweat 

You can keep your advances, I'll take my chances 

Till I'm sitting in a Hummer and a mansion 

Understand I can't stand to see these motherfuckers ruin it 

So trust me when I tell you I'm true to it 

Still doing it, still persuing it 

Started off new to this thing putting time and still proving it 

Players wanna kill you and labels wanna sell you 

I came here to help you, listen when I tell you 

Bitches don't care if you disappear tomorrow 

They jump on the next dick and pop another bottle 

Small time drama keep fucking up my time 

And I ain't about to let you stop me from shining 



"I just can't loose" [scratched out] 



[Hook x2] 



"I just can't loose" "XL" 

"I just can't loose" "G Square" 

"I just can't loose" "XL" 

"I just can't loose" "G Square" 

"I just can't loose" "XL" 

"I just can't loose" "G Square" 

"I just can't loose" "XL" 

"I just can't loose" "G Square" 

"XL" 

"G Square" 

"XL" 

"G Square"
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