(Let the band play)
John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh
When I die, I just wanna be a legend
White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh
When I die, I just wanna be a legend
White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
I’m gonna be a f**ing legend, gonna live past twenty-seven
With them gates upfront my house so pearly white you’ll think it’s heaven
Still rocking, clothes looking ratchet like I don’t give a sh**
‘Cause once upon a time I scrounged for that slick eighty cents
And I cherished the times I counted them nickels to feed my stomach
Then my family made me hungry ’cause I hated the struggling
I quit my job in construction, that took a huge leap of faith
And now they know the dude who’s rapping with that gap in his face (Upchurch!)
John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh
When I die, I just wanna be a legend
White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
And when I’m gone my f**ing jams will still be jamming
And all my fans will still be out here tearing sh** up, raising hell and yelling
Let my sound waves live a thousand years, I’ll still jam as a skeleton ’cause
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
And I ain’t used to this life, but hell I’m willing to take it
If I’m gonna be famous then I guess I’m making statements
‘Cause there was times my transportation was these boots on the pavement
And now I’m riding in doolies
[?] dipped in that pearlescent paint
For years before my billboard charts my mama kept me believing
I told her I’d fight for success until my damn stopped the beating
From now the business choppers sit on how these populous treat me
Still Johnny Cash with middle fingers saying f** a celebrity
John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh
When I die, I just wanna be a legend
White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
And when I’m gone my f**ing jams will still be jamming
And all my fans will still be out here tearing sh** up, raising hell and yelling
Let my sound waves live a thousand years, I’ll still jam as a skeleton ’cause
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
Small town, shine sipping, tailgate opened when the beat drop
Churchman-level high, all my haters need binoculars
Because I was a nobody now I’m the beast of the pines
I got a fifty from duplexes, now I got shooters on dimes
I’m just too barely walking, tiptoeing through all of these snakes
But staying humble to my people I’m the king of the stix
And I’ll live up under a bridge before I go sell my soul
You know I’m going for gold, the best story that’s ever told
John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix, heh
When I die, I just wanna be a legend
White roses on my headstone and my name in golden carats ’cause, uh
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
And when I’m gone my f**ing jams will still be jamming
And all my fans will still be out here tearing sh** up, raising hell and yelling
Let my sound waves live a thousand years, I’ll still jam as a skeleton ’cause
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend
When I die I’m gonna be a f**ing legend