THE LEGION - For You lyrics
rate mePicking it up a bit, hoping you loving it
Open it up and get dope on the cup, a flip
You is the ultimate choice to the lux
The incredible Legion team, we tear it up
Kill, you are built for this, game you can spill and drink
Love while you dive and dip, chug at another sip
Give you another hit, you don’t really want to hang bang
At that heat, love, love so don’t front
Smash ‘em to point, God, be hitting so hard
You feeling so odd, making your head nod
Blow up your iPod, invert parade
Wild cards, goose down, feel good like some sway
Material countdown, love to the serial
Universe frees you till it’s critical
Chilly, so silly, what’s the dilly?
Oh, really, we get busy by committee and
This goes out to you
See, I’m lifted up with the high hand of the Lord
So when I spit these raps it’s in harmony on the same accord
You out there somewhere, lost in hope
Like our people after Vietnam or dope
But see, my rhymes is more than metaphors and quotes
So pay attention even if your ass is broke
Sucker MC, this one goes out to you
My dues is paid so I guess a change is due
Arrange in two, nigga fronting, I’ll arrange for you
It’s sure no bomber, I’ll show you what change will do
See, I’m in heavy ghetto with heavy metal
I’ve been with the Devil on every level, I been a rebel
Heavy ice on every pedal, taking sunshine above the level
I kill a beat, kicking it snare, destroy the treble
As sure as my name’s Sean, nigga, I throw bomb
Via satellite or death com
This goes out to you
Stacked up, live it up, till my stash is filling up
The ladies just can’t get enough
Since the days I was whipping up
World tour, hit the British up
Hit Milan, pick some bitches up
Fuck a hater that be lipping up
Body bagging me, I zip ‘em up
Watch the game, I just switched it up
Keep your eyes open, yeah, they missing us
You mention hip hop, they mention us
The Legion team, beat it, uppercuts
Learned the game from the OGs with loyalty
Gotta go out of town to get cheese for mine
Provide for my whole team, flamboyant and I’m low-key
I’m moving pounds, you playing with OZs
What’s up? To OC, NAG, gotta give a shout to the whole BITC
Bust this clown in the mouth with a GAT
Bow down, you in the presence of a G, of a G, of a G
This goes out to you