(Instrumental)
nigga was like brothers Since we was small I needed anything he was the first I'd call He was down the road with me If I got in beef By fucking them hoes with me He
my mind all I wonder is who's next Nigga, my homey slipped and now he pays the price He did a driveby, sixteen, now he's doin triple life Tell me is it
thang Don't you worry bout a damn thang a damn thang [Verse 1:] Now why did they kill him It's one of my niggas is dreamin' schemin on making a million
he done ? Why is he sleeping so long ? He wants to live for evermore Soon is he young n will he open his eyes ? When he is strong enough to rule Back
like who's, he Was a pimp at birth, first ho was a nurse And I'ma be a pimp 'til I'm stretches in a hearse Sometimes showbiz is the worst I'm blessed
I'll send these hollows atcha, let 'em play wit ya brain (That's right....) These streets is watchin, The name is warm The product's white, A star is
feet cold, mines is sizzelin It's plain to see Nigga's can't f*** wit me Cuz ima be that nigga fo life This is not an image This is God given This is
it comes like a thief in the night Some say you see fire when he breathes on the mic The legend has it, his neck and his back is tattered On his arms
Order these Gods to untie me He said men do not despise a thief if he still dissatisfy his soul If he's captured he shall restore it, seven fold A legend
floatin, Just grab the keys, 'An get that money register open!, Yes the gun is loaded, I aint pointin fingers inside a "Qoutes"!, Niggaz is broke! You
He wants to be, he wants to be, with everything under the sun He wants to be, he wants to be, with everything under the sun Chorus: And like a legend
: This is the legend of eight sisters, Herald was the famous one It happened twenty years ago, although the sea was calm It was 1987 and winter nearly
the game it's like comin out of a coma I'm tryin... but I'm normal when this rap shit get borin All I ask is that you pray for me (Please) And the beat
I'm with you, I'm with you brother And this one right here is for that ghetto girl with the bad perm That just burn baby, burn baby, burn Pop open a malt
cheese I clear my head like Magellan while he's sailin the seven, seas 'Til armageddeon just waitin 'til I'm a legend Please! I am legend, a veteran
