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lirik lagu kidddalegend – the movement

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[starts at 00:14]

a’ight, 6 minutes?
let’s go…

k-i-dd d-a l-e-g-e-n-d/
legendary when i speak/
hereditary, the throne is what i bleed/
only one of us gon’ make it in this door, you or me?/
take a shovel to your temple, make scrambled eggs outcha meat/
get it poppin’ more than poppy seeds, then wash away; make it neat/
this be the cleanest getaway since black monday in ’03/
i mean ’05; pardon me, kind of hard to believe/
it’s been 5 years since i began chopping with the guillotine/
heads get severed, fall off into the abyss, the netherrealm i mean/
help me plea insanity, for the sake of humanity/
or anybody left on this planet that recognizes a beast/
an eater of words, worlds, dictionaries, and galaxies/
like a universal switch on a keyboard, paradigm shift/
i just, devour rappers as a whole then self-heimlich/
guerrero, jack, and hannibal; i’m fiendin’ for some flesh to rip/
yet again, i believe in being self-preserved to eat at will/
like pursuit of happyness, as if chris gardner didn’t get a meal/
this is real, tis the season the reason i’ve come to k!ll/
somewhat ill? all the way, full-on like i got the condom on – still/
i’m in that backpack group, with maybach music, poppin’ a pill/
sorry, i’m just filled – jelly doughnut – with all types of emotions/
i describe my mindstate with emojicons; naw, i’m not jokin’/
above the game right now in a device made for water; i’m floatin’/
jerry sloane, little bit of cologne, egg sandwich then i’m gone/
everyday, i echo my name like i’m behind prison walls/
in a shallow and narrow hall, the fame i don’t promote at all/
i don’t condone male enhancement, women do that for us dawg/
if you can’t get it up, that means you just sh-t outta luck/
i look forward to pleasing women, that’s the only way i give a f-ck/
what she say, do, and feel; she’ll eventually give it up/
lyrics loaded in a six-shooter, and the chamber never gets stuck/
blow ya face off before you finish the sentence like, “motherfu–” (blao!)/
westside, or northwest to be exact/
dudes re-enacting everything they see on tv, one-mind track/
full fracture, two-six or six-deuce, move captions/
‘cuz i turned them on my television, tryna catchup on the action/
use ketchup on my sandwich, relish on my manwich, mayo for tartar sauce/
if i continue to spill bars, rap’s the new holocaust/
whole bodies in the holes where bodies get dumped like m-ss graves/
pencils, pens, and microphones get trashed like a bad taste/
spoiled milk, rotten eggs, dirty money, and filthy laundry, ayy/
handstands for the ones that got the stick-up/
kick game is weak but the flow is buried in cake son/
not even talkin’ ’bout money, i’m sayin’ the flow is sweeter than cajun/
you should see how opposites attract when i magnify these raps/
pencil, pen, nor keyboard is safe when i commence an attack/
kidd da legend, tryin’ to stick to facts/
always keep it g when it comes to them stacks/
funny, ‘cuz that money i won’t ever see/
n-ggas lookin’ straight with two humps, that’s the letter b/
let it be, that i can see she want that ‘d’ like a graded paper/
with multiple errors, your e’s like f’s, you failed even greater/
g sh-t is what you claim, but them gators say you a hater/
host the series as whole like a sitcom/
“how i met your mother”‘s in my favor/
i play the game and i’ve majored, in jumbotronics/
meaning i get the club shaking when they see the screenplay/
but the lyrics scream at the juxtaposers trynna take the place/
of the forever king that reigns on ’em the wrath, that rains on ’em/
i p-ss, like the j’s over in my spot/
i k!ll like a hotshot, no golf but a hotspot/
no wi-fi, but i knock, over heads like the domino effect/
just stay outta my blind spot, lord knows who might be next/
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