THE LEGION

THE LEGION - Aim, Fire, Spit lyrics

rate me

ft. Beneficence

This city lights attractive, the sparks reactive

Gangsters on the prowl, you will get held captive

Alleyway flow, dynamite, C-4

Golly my dues, it’s power to the people

Time’s epic, no message, you step in retched

Call your dogs off, it’s like puddles versus shepherds

This is our tech rap, claims much respect that

Element of surprise so you can’t expect that

My dues be legal money so cribs accessorize

Savvy and sharp and with that we enterprise

Slick talk, chief exec’, left handed writing checks

We depend like a sword, beat the track to death

Still move like a boss, extreme diamond enforce

And he sees a quarter legion to recoup the loss

Whoever comes up short pays the ultimate cost

Give the snitches to business for revealing the source

From the x to the bricks, putting out hits

Bitch, take the Actavis, whipping it for six

Legion is the team, who you rolling with?

Who you gonna get when we aim, fire, spit?

Yo, my flow be crazy, yeah, that kid is hot and hazy

Uptown they be like C-Low is wavy

My Yankee’s navy and no, I don’t play no game

Like 50 Cent, Dr. Dre, and Shady

Ha, my name is Smash, world famous

Bulls-eye, shots so hot, my aim is

On your anus, can’t tame us or blame us

Fuck around, leave your ass nameless

From the x to the bricks, putting out hits

Bitch, take the Actavis, whipping it for six

Legion is the team, who you rolling with?

Who you gonna get when we aim, fire, spit?

I’m not a prodigy but I can read havoc on your mind

Your niggas is shook, I could teach you how to rob

With some B and Giletty, on your breaks the spaghetti

At the end of the day I did it all for the fetty

So die, you ain’t dead, move like a hustle, put my finger on the trig’

Moppey niggas out like a puffing on the six

Hold the court in the street like a farce, you dig

And you a nig’ and I ain’t talking ‘bout no spades

I’m lying, I’m trying to put this desert on your waves

Fogging on this room like I’m puffing on some haze

Bullets ricochet, hitting the veins of you, lames

And it’s a damn shame, got head from your dame

Mouth full of semen while she’s still screaming my name

But I auto-tune it out like the bitch was T-Pain

The Legion, Beneficence running this damn game

From the x to the bricks, putting out hits

Bitch, take the Actavis, whipping it for six

Legion is the team, who you rolling with?

Who you gonna get when we aim, fire, spit?

This corner raised me, hardly got sleep

In the battle bullets grace me, still we’re here to compete

This only beat is for followers, NBN is a keeps

Pimps, prostitutes, hustlers, and thieves

Niggas judge us every week spilling favors for thieves

Money’s the only disease, death’s claiming fatalities

Metal spoons and balloons, overcrowded where there’s room

CO’s holders of the key that could get you out soon

From the x to the bricks, putting out hits

Bitch, take the Actavis, whipping it for six

Legion is the team, who you rolling with?

Who you gonna get when we aim, fire, spit?

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