The Legacy - Group Home/Jeru The Damaja

Written by：Keith Elam/James Heath/Christopher Martin

Yo this is the nutcracker you know what I'm saying

I got my mine lil dap and my man guru from gang Starr

With my man DJ premier on the track

So sit back and hold your head

And witness the legacy of street knowledge

Know what I mean

Once again it's the gang from the group home

Watch out we two grown

Little niggas busting out on your a** in the new zone

Using new chrome to settle thief and cop a new home

Realest history time to seal this victory

Mastermind one of a kind that's why your chick stick to me

And sick to me the way my voice melts the track

Giving MC's fifty lashes putting welts in your backs

Why you talking all that I'm ma dap in the hoopdy

Plotting on your weirdos cuz most of y'all are male groupies

Throw you some panties for you feminine side

I'm flipping on you f**k my gentleman side

I'm getting bent and then ride straight to where you rest

Vigilante shots thunder going straight to you vest

So much anger but you thought you knew me best

We living legacy and yo I'm thankful to be blessed

To be blessed

To be blessed

Superior all soldiers are obedient

With wars unsure and the fools shall face punishment

We wanna infatrate the premicise y'all prejudice

We living legacy real niggas will remember us

Superior all soldiers are obedient

With wars unsure and the fools shall face punishment

Hold it down

Uh see love is stronger then pride

Now niggas open your eyes and swap with you

All these niggas think that they fly

The sounds from the streets make my brain and unique

And lil dap will knock ya dead a** of your feet

My legend speaks for itself from the very ambitious

Niggas be dissing trying to my a** out of prison

Feel what I feel in the street you know sh*t is real

You know the deal and natural fact you gotta pack steel

But back in the days you couldn't even act like that

You can get slapped reacting on somebodies lyrics like

My legacy is long like an acura legend just begone

Vibin thru the ghetto with bombs

Niggas watch out you heard the horns from brook LAN

But sacrifice my arm just for the game of hip hop

To what's your beef a leader not a follower

Check me out the legacy baby no doubt no doubt

Superior all soldiers are obedient

With wars unsure and the fools shall face punishment

We wanna infatrate the premicise y'all prejudice

We living legacy real niggas will remember us

Superior all soldiers are obedient

With wars unsure and the fools shall face punishment

We wanna infatrate the premicise y'all prejudice

We living legacy real niggas will remember us

I'm sorry is all you have to say

Cuz your b**ch a** can't come back around the way

This form of hip hop drip drops constantly

From my mind to the wax spiritual cane tic energy

Can't turn me off and on with a leaver

I'm too clever my crew sever never

Rumors said that o g was was up nah I live forever

Born royal blood the legacy we trensetters

Yo you know me me and my east New York representatives

Battle with scars you figured niggas who we are

Remember back in the days when the club used to rock

Be the sh*t that strong rhyming have you shook and amazed

Cuz these were the days you couldn't even lay you with chains

Now watch these lanes try to pick with my brain

So check my under toke watch you suck that a** up yo

Me and the nutcracker and we on the go the go

Superior all soldiers are obedient

With wars unsure and the fools shall face punishment

We wanna infatrate the premicise y'all prejudice

We living legacy real niggas will remember us

Superior all soldiers are obedient

With wars unsure and the fools shall face punishment

Hold it down

Hold it down

Hold hold

Hold it

Hold hold it down

Hold hold hold hold

Hold it down