It's Us - Living Legends

I’m out the gate like Seabiscuit, free with it

Countless bars, others pay to see me lift it

Raise It Up like Slum

I made it up baby, if it’s Yuk, I’m Knum

Stinky, pinky, shrink me, shrunk me, done

You think we kinky, me thinky… you dumb

I run my mouth like the south run the radio

Round the clock, I love bass heads daily grow

Backward, that’s awkward, I observe

One with the Earth man even if I’m on swerve

Towards the bull, headed for the course

To pull you in fool

What pool you in?

It’s us again

Living Legends you can tell a friend

We wouldn’t hurt you, let this work you as the record spins around

Through the thick and thin

Whenever we in 'em, we gon' win again

We makin' music, you can use it to the very end

Yes, M.U.R.S., fresh off the Mid-City block

Heard some of y’all say we really ain’t hot

I could give a fuck less than an inner city cop

Got my ass on a jet, Ipod fully stocked

I’m a P.I.M.P.3

Rhyme book steady screamin' in my ear like «empty me!»

Into a whole clip, until I hear it go «click, pow»

Here’s a sick style, suckers tryin' to get down

And don’t get yo ass up until I tell you to

Double L’s the crew

Without them initials (what?)

You couldn’t make a call

These players couldn’t ball

But most importantly

We couldn’t do this for y’all