B-Real - Legends Never Die lyrics

(Intro) Legends never... (Ea$y Money) Ever since the day I got old They told me I would never make it this long Now years after the day that I'm gone They'll be playing my songs and my name will live on When everybody thought that I was insane I stood tall after all that have came So let the good Lord call on my name ‘Cause I done rep I'm working the game (Hook-Ea$y Money & Xzibit) We never die Never die! We just live on Live on, live on We never die Never die! We just live on (Xzibit) Yea, I'm a cowboy steppin clear With a pistol pointblank behind your right ear Yea because fear is not a option Say my name 3 times – I appear with a shotgun Now what you motherf**ers want from me? I'm from the gutter, I'm medicated by drug money Take everything, there ain't nothing else you could take from me Never break from you n***as, swinging until my hands bloody Time flies, dreams die, people lose faith Tryna hide behind a lie with a straight face Buzz k**, boots on the ground ‘cause I'm straight lace f** love, never needed love in the first place (Hook-Ea$y Money & Xzibit) Legends never... die... Never die! We just live on Live on, live on We never die Never die! We just live on (B-Real) So many doubted so little time So many haters coming to mind Later for waste ‘cause moments to bind Because I would never look back and regretted this f**ing life Around, I do it for the ones who supported the dream And making every second of their life as a part of my team It take the heart of a lion, the crown of a king Bring up a throne and you keep the frame in mind but you singing my songs Still serial k** the bullsh**, spit up the thrills And if you will, you're not the k**er, for real I be dealing The run of the mill, with no sk**, top Billy the dun That's why I reply (Hook-Ea$y Money & Xzibit) Legends never... die... Never die! We just live on Live on, live on We never die Never die! We just live on (Xzibit) Yea, I was born to live forever I am legend, gather my thoughts and line em up together Feel like pulling my own Beretta put it to my head Better days ahead, left for dead with my daily bread Yea, I'll cause a slaughter in your tabernacle I storm your castle and guillotined your queen Los Angeles to the rotten apple I'm playing tackle Giving concussions cold like going to war with the Russians Starving like my ribs and my stomach is touching I'm filthy as a pig, all this drinking and f**in It's just my destiny til the d**h of me, stand and deliver Confessions of an unapologetic serial k**er (Hook) Legends never... die... We just live on We never die