Eminem - Legacy Ft. Polina Instrumental With Hook

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@hagemoda1323 5 жыл бұрын

Tell me where to go, tell me what to do I'll be right there for you Tell me what to say, no matter if it's true I'll say it all for you I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling Why am I so differently wired? Am I a martian? What kind of twisted experiment am I involved in Because I don't belong in this world That's why I'm scoffing at authority, defying often Flying off at the handle with my mom, no dad So I'm non complying at home, at school I'm just shy and awkward And no I don't need no goddamn psychologist Trynna diagnose why I have all these underlying problems Thinking he can try and solve them I'm outside chalking up drawings on the sidewalk And in the front drive talking to myself Either that or inside hiding often to going somewhere quiet Trying not to be noticed because I'm crying and sobbing I had a bad day at school so I ain't talking Some c***sucker shoved me into a f***ing locker And he said that I eyeballed him And if you fall, I'll get you there I'll be your savior from All the wars that are fought Inside your world Please have faith in my words 'Cause this is my legacy, legacy, here This is my legacy, legacy, here There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling Why am I so differently wired in my nogging? 'Cause sporadic as my thoughts come, it's mind boggling 'Cause I obsess on everything and my mind is small s*** Bothers me but now my father, he said sayonara and then split But I don't give a s*** I'm fine as long as There's batteries in my Walkman nothing is the matter with me S*** look at the bright side at least I ain't walking I bike ride through the neighborhood of my apartment Complex on a ten speed which I've acquired parts that I Found in the garbage, a frame and put tires on it Headphones on, straight ahead and kids tryin to start s*** But if this is all there is for me life offers Why bother even try and put up a fight, it's nonsense But I think a light bulb just lit up in my conscience What about those rhymes I've been jottin' They are kinda giving me confidence Instead of tryina escape through my comics, Why don't I just blast a little something like Onyx To put me in the mood to wanna fight and write songs that Say what I wanna say to the kid that said that I eyeballed him Grab hold of my balls like that's right fight's on b**** Who would've knew from the moment I turned the mic on I could be iconic, and my conquest is Is word to Phife Dawg from a Tribe Called Quest This is my legacy, legacy, here This is my legacy, legacy, here There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling Now I think the fact that I'm differently wired's awesome 'Cause if I wasn't I wouldn't be able to work Words like this and connect lines like crosswords And use my enemy's words as strength To try and draw from, and get inspired off em 'Cause all my life I was told and taught I am not s*** By you wack f***ing giant sacks of lying dog s*** Now you shut up b****, I am talking Thought I was full of horses*** and now You f***ing worship the ground in which I am walking Me against the world so what? I'm Brian Dawkins Versus the whole 0 and 16 Lions offense So bring on the Giants Falcons and Miami Dolphins It's the body bag game b**** I'm supplying coffins 'Cause you dicks, butt kiss, a bunch of Brian Baldingers You gon die a ball licker I've been diabolical With this dialogue since 99 Rawkus You don't respect the legacy I leave behind y'all can Suck a dick, the day you beat me pigs'll fly out my a** And a flying saucer full of Italian sausage The most high exalting and I ain't halting Till I die of exhaustion inhale my exhaust fumes The best part about me is I am not you I am me, I'm a fire marshall and this is my Legacy, legacy, here This is my legacy, legacy, here There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see This is my legacy, legacy Legacy, legacy

@georges9760 Жыл бұрын

😑 we know.

@samemafian_ 5 жыл бұрын

2nd Best beat with Brainless at the top

@XEN.P 8 жыл бұрын

soooo gooooodddd

@wyattmiddleton0577 11 ай бұрын

0:10

@ohmygod8979 8 жыл бұрын

💖💖i love this

@KBXband Жыл бұрын

That image in the video is dope as fuck

@ibrahimissa4955 Жыл бұрын

Let me know if this is good! (VERSE 1) Your born, he’s so cute Look at his cub eyes, they’re blue A snub nose, thats the new Look Sit him on the chair and stare at him with no blare Beautiful blonde hair Down there below his hair, you could see his skin hazel Thank you god, for giving me this angel parents crying from joy After knowing, its their Baby boy Holding him up high, As if he was a toy, Oh boy what a joy He is the chosen boy The heir to the throne, This new born (VERSE 2) Waking up at one, Aiming to be the number one living as I am the one My thoughts begone, I look at my hands, I see a gun At Walmart, while grabbing some wall art, with my small cart I heard a gunshot at the ballpark My heart starts to race Although I have a brave heart I lay my face on a plain grain as my brain fades, I feel pain in my vein or is it a sprain from all the stress I intake I try to run outside Stuck, move people to the far side Stuff in like sardines, inside Pluck my hand, feels tight Quick, grab the handle with my hand To the near right Duck, under the cargo oh Something doesn’t feel right Looking for the murderer Everyone laid down on the floor Screaming you fucking murderer I am hearing all this murmurer, But I ignored the whisperer Ditch the cargo, in further into the ballpark I see the murder but who’s the gunner I get closer to the body, I see my mother badly, Hurt cause a backstabber stabbed her with a dagger And shot her twice to the center of her head I ponder into a state of sombre Is this the past present or future? Someone hit me with a brick Get back up, fix my posture This is ridiculous This is not a show for you audience So Quit staring at me you think this is fabulous Quick call me an ambulance I hear sirens blare Officer, you arrived Thank God someone who cares They handcuff me For allegedly being the murderer of the scene This is not fair officer If you search well, you’ll discover The cover that’s cover-ing the truth of the murderer My father wanders through his wonders whether I am a murder or a monster Of this horrible terrible horror That has conquered my soul and turned it darker I have sworn Although I have a gun, I am not the one, who killed my mother “I hope you rot in jail son” (VERSE 3) The heir to the throne Was thrown to the air Because life wasn’t fair I thought I was the chosen boy for something greater Instead, I was the boy who was chosen to be a murderer All that joy when I was a boy Turned to sadness when I grew older I am no longer that toy That cute boy That brought joy And laughter to my parents but Now I am a slaughter to my angels He used to be hazel But now he is black from the gravel We are not fond of your blonde hair anymore Close the door, I don’t want to see you no more What happened to your nose, it is crooked For sure, that looks new Eyes were blue but now they are darker than noon Your mother has borne all her life the worst born Still like a corn, before he shoots into a popcorn Let him enjoy this moment and Before the scorn and keep up this momentum He feels torn, weep and reminisce about the moment umm Running outside with his friends Pushing each other again again Not knowing what’s on the other end Before the Benz and the girlfriends Reminisce his memories, digest and ingest them Into my system before the corn stems The devils in, resist him, Until she kissed him And told him You’ll be okay son My dear friend