B-Swizz - Legacy lyrics

[Intro: B-Swizz] Knew that I could do it Ever since I had a two cents And once I open my mouth there is no more losing [Verse 1: B-Swizz] Cuz I got a flow that'll knock you out ya sneakers Words so sick they got a 110 fever Chop up your tracks with an infected cleaver f** all of the disbelievers b**h I'll serve you all like I'm pa**ing out subpoenas I don't want to hear you, you or you fools either I am an overachiever. If you think ya better than me, ha You barkin' up the wrong tree bud I been doin' this sh**, you still new to this sh** I can hear it when you spit. sh** I can come back like lickidy split When I'm k**ing this sh** And I'm iller than sick And yo b**h still feeling this So I don't gotta explain Why on your girls iTunes you see my name That's B-Swizz, clearly she already knows what it is Too bad I still gotta remind you f**s Talk sh** about me, I don't give two f**s You already do s**. So your word do, what? Nothing, everything you say your bluffin' Go ahead come back with somethin' Cuz I'll go into my arsenal, break you down like particles Put your a** on the front page like articles So I don't gotta tell you again whos the hardest one It's already been known I've already been on Every night, when I write. I think about if I'll really make it Get so much hate bet y'all wondering how I take it Don't let these feelings get mistaken I know I gotta be patient Never take for granted the talent that I was given Sometimes I feel the rain fall heavily But it'll be worth once I leave my legacy [Verse 2: B-Swizz] What'd you do, when all bets are off What'd you do, when all hope is lost What if before you get on, people already told you you fell off Well maybe I'm better off on my own And clearly, that's the path that's shown So you can find me at your local venue shutting the place...down You really think I give a f** what you think of me Or how I compare to the industry sh** I'm only 17 years old I drop holes in the roads. Your tracks are just bumps You chumps, I'm bout to break the bank and give out reality checks one by one I guarantee you get stunned by one And once I'm done, I'm gonna blow so you a** betta run Call me a hypocrite, I don't give a sh** I don't wanna hear about who your rappin' with Or who your crap is with. f** your make shift label Cuz you still ain't bringin sh** to the table I keep it real, your sh**s all fable Never did I think that I would be able To write lines, that blow minds Ya new flows my old grind So what makes you think you compare to me Though I show you up so embarra**ingly It must be a mystery, simply I put phrases in rhythm to make a simile Y'all put hate on Facebook to try to get into me In this industry your friends become your enemy's But there will be no end to me Only the real fans recognize my legacy