Legacy - Son of San lyrics

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Legacy - Son of San lyrics

[Intro] Welcome.. Everybody.. To the Son of San.. S. O. S.. [Verse One] A dog told me to k** MCs Thought you could hold me Feel me No anesthetic You so anorexic I got that phat sh** Dark nights I got that bat sh** When I see the Justus League emblem f** wit me I'm fencing Wit a mask lid on ?? John Leguizamo Who wanna test Billy Blanco From tha Nom Who want tha drama Day time Emmys I trace lines plenty Add up to make shapes I put ma raps up against the greats No comparisons Flows are rare as when concocted From one co*kpit 9th the copilot we take you on flights That solo wild sh** The amount of X-files hid No Scully S.O.S don't touch me Don't touch me [Hook] Turn ma mic up like this much Burn ma life up in this dutch sh** ya'll please understand It's hard to be the Son of San Turn ma mic up like this much Burn ma life up in this dutch sh** ya'll please understand It's hard to be the Son of San It's hard to be the Son of San Son of San, Son of San, Son of San(fades away) [Verse Two] Fresh outta hibernation Fresh outta time waiting Took a long rest tryna keep the evil off me In the process some of ma people crossed me But still I got you I was drunk as a worm in a tequila bottle Like f** it when I hit the scene Accepted by tha public cuz of ma ill n***a genes I'm not into glitz and glam I'm tryna lift ma fam Eat better and speak better Basic conversations Chasing domination Build an angry mob We'll break the law Still pray to god Similar to repents From the heart spillin the contents All of it An it ain't all love sh** Hurt feelings an reverse k**ing Son of San, Son of San, Son of San(fades away) [Hook] [Verse Three] See the rapid fires Speak with mad desire I got up from hot f**s Truly yo Then popped up in the studios Raring to go Last minute Preparing for shows Thinking we too good to rehearse or practice I think we too hood dirty mattress Blotched as denji?? Dog sh** like Benji Gave you 'More' Drop the Demi Don't care what you say say b**h We Bebes Kids don't lie I slow ride I70 So high I'm Heavenly The Heavenly Kid The Legacy sh** is so hard to teach Gotta love that I'm hard to reach Gotta clutch that It took all of me to stop f**in rap But she's diseased now Sickly when she free style I Aaron Hall miss her Wanted to tongue kiss her Wanted to feel her Never thought I'd be the one to k** her.. [Hook]