[Verse One] The cult leader, the war-monger, armed with four high-powered firearm barometers; I visited Andromeda The human cloner, the donate to my fam
[Chorus] This is the C section Rippin and wreckin the lyrical legends sendin y'all to mic club heaven This is the C section A lyrical legend second to
stealth pace Definitely one to place in this race catching up to men Maneuver around them then drowned them in the dust To win is a must powered by living legends
call...! Oh, god, my god... it happened... it happened! ...the powerful energies of the furthest secret cosmos heard the prayer of our mother Gaia, the supreme
III. ...And the Legend Ends...] Dargor, do it... it must be done... free your rage and light your soul... It's Gaia's call... ...the powerful energies
Love are so glam queen Sing the blues a love supreme Sixties Twiggy set the pace Way back then she had the face That's all in the past, legends built
past Are torturing our souls Whispering in the dark They will come again To reign supreme Believe my woods From unrememberance From Fire and Water Ancient powers
Jus Allah] we born builders, as life takes it's toll legends of the seven, embrace my soul transported off the planet, by a supreme force and told to
a stealth pace Definitely one to place in this race Catching up to men Maneuver around them Then drowned them in the dust To win is a must Powered by Living Legends
eventually rise I became a little nigga gettin' money type often Livin' the ill life, sportin' Nike Delta forces I saw Scarface and got my first taste for power
world is full of power and we got to get some No more beggin and useless teardrops So I'm trading these teardrops for props Goin' all the way and with my powerful
Love are so glam queen Sing the blues a love supreme Sixties Twiggy set the place Way back then she had the face That's all in the past, legends built
womb where I generate any form of life Here, the ancient learned to receive the old supreme art I have created sprites and guardians, fools and sages to defend my original power
large company ran by quiet societies Privately the hood diaries of Brooklyn killers in the '80s Harlem was heaven, project legends Supreme had Queens
: He never gives Importance to his power Symbol of humbleness He love all seas, fighting the enemies With supreme solemnity He looks at you, excites