Group Home - The Legacy lyrics

Intro: melachi the nutcracker Yo this is the nutcracker, youknawhati'mmsayin? I got my mine lil dap, and my man guru from gang starr With my man dj premier on the track So sit back, and hold your head And witness the legacy of street knowledge Knawhatimean? {guru} Once again, it's the gang from the group home Watch out we two grown Little n***as, bustin out on your a**, in the new zone Using new chrome, to settle thief and cop a new home Realest history, time to seal this victory Mastermind, one of a kind, that's why your chick stick to me And sick to me, the way my voice melts the track Giving mc's fifty lashes, puttin welts in your backs Why you talkin all that, i'mma dap in the hoopdy Plottin on your weirdos, cuz most of y'all are male groupies Throw you some panties, for you femenine side Im flippin on you, f** my gentleman side I'm gettin bent and then ride, straight to where you rest Vigilante shots, thunder going straight to you vest So much anger, but you thought you knew me best We livin legacy, and yo I'm thankful to be blessed (*echo*) Chorus: melachi the nutcracker, guru (repeat 1.5x) Superior, all soldiers are obedient With wars unsure, and the fools shall face punishment We wanna infatrate the premicise, y'all prejudice We livin legacy, real n***as will remember us <> - inspectah deck {lil dap} Uh, see love is stronger then pride Now n***as, open your eyes and swap with you All these n***as think that they fly The sounds from the streets, make my brain and unique And lil dap will knock ya dead a** of your feet My legend speaks for itself, from the very ambitious n***as be dissing, trying to my a** out of prison Feel what I feel, in the street you know sh** is real You know the deal, and natural fact you gotta pack steel But back in the days, you couldn't even act like that You can get slapped, reactin on somebodies lyrics like My legacy is long, like an acura live john, just begone Vibin thru the ghetto with bombs n***as watch out, you heard the horns from brook-lan But sacrifice my arm just for the game of hip hop To what's your beef? a leader not a follower Check me out, the legacy baby, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt Chorus 2x {guru} I'm sorry, is all you have to say Cuz your b**h a** can't come back around the way This form of hip hop, drip drops constantly From my mind to the wax, spiritual canetic energy Can't turn me off and on with a leaver I'm too clever, my crew sever, never Rumors said that o.g. was was up, nah I live for ever Born royal blood, the legacy we trensetters {lil dap} Yo, you know me, me and my east new york representatives Battle with scars, you figured n***as who we are Remember back in the days when the club used to rock Be the sh** that strong rhymin, have you shook and amazed Cuz these were the days, you couldn't even lay you with chains Now watch these lanes, try to pick with my brain So check my undertoke, watch you s** that a** up, yo Me and the nutcracker, and we on the go Chorus 1.5x <> - inspectah deck (scratched couple of times)