*L*E*G*A*C*Y*
Done.
IMO classic verse.
Now homey if I go to hell and you make it to the pearly gates
Tell the boss man we got beef
And tell his only son I'm a see him when I see him
And when I see him, I'm a beat him like a movie
For leavin us out to dry on stariught poverty
For not showin me no signs they watchin over me
Yo! We a new breed in two thousand six
We don't give a fukk about that religious bullshyt
nikka show me where the cash at
The nice whips with the three car garage to fit them shyts
Man my life is painful, pray to angels
I'm prayin to myself hopin I ain't got to spank you
My bullets shank you, and when my guns start cuttin, ain't nobody 'gon save you
In the bible times, they ain't had to deal with the shyt
We dealin within, these survival times
There was just way too much pain and emotion in that, it was hard to not feel it. But at the same time wild blasphemous and kind of evil putting money and materialism above religion and god...basically saying that it ain't nothing and only money matters in the world while believing in fairy tales will only bring you pain and suffering.
I remember people back when it came out were straight up done with this nikka after this...









