[Intro: Master P]
Yo, C
I'd like to mourn the dead
Kevin Miller
And acknowledge the livin'
Know like they say:
You can tell a nigga how you feel when they here
This is for all those livin' stars out there
The ghetto legends (real niggas)
Niggas that's really doin' the hustlin' on the corner (love these thug niggas, ya heard me)
Know what I'm sayin'? Makin' it happen
Niggas in the rap game, changin' they lives
Silkk, C-Murder, Master P (haha)
And all the other real motherfuckin' real ballers out there (freedom)
Motherfuckin' rookies to the veterans
This is all the real niggas makin' it happen
Bitch check it, ya heard me?
[Verse 1: C-Murder]
Nigga, back in the days I used to dream about fortune and fame
Jump in the game and you expect my life to change
I looked up to all the ghetto superstars
Shit, I used to trip when they call a female a bitch
I'm just another lost soul in the world
Destination unknown, tryin' to make it home
And three strikes, a nigga gone
All alone in the muthafuckin' end zone
On the football field with my head down
I can't see, but I'm tryin' to make a touchdown
Damn, will I ever see the other side?
I'm this close from doin' another drive-by
Now, I don't really wanna make another mother cry
But these niggas, they playin with my fuckin' pride
Now why, they wanna put me in this gangsta shit?
Cause all I wanna do is sell a million discs
[Hook: C-Murder]
What? What?, I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they let me? I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me? Get paid like the president
Now put my name in the hall of fame
I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they let me? I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me? Get paid like the president
Now put my name in the hall of fame
[Verse 2: Master P]
Say my name! What bitches screamin' for
A little skinny nigga learn to hustle and ball
Grew up in the projects, ran with killers and dealers
No Limit Soldiers keep in the family, no nigga
Don't hate me for planting seeds
C-Murder got the gifts, I got the Hennessey and weed
We only run with ghetto stars and legends
Like Big Boz, Hot Boyz known for 1-87
2-11, real niggas made it out the hood
Word seven bigger figures and you know it's all good
[Hook: C-Murder]
What? What?, I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they let me? I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me? Get paid like the president
Now put my name in the hall of fame
I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they let me? I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me? Get paid like the president
Now put my name in the hall of fame
[Outro: C-Murder]
Livin' legend, a livin' legend
One who'll raise on top against all obstacles
No matter friend or foe
And we kick it
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