[Intro: L.E.G.A.C.Y.]
Uh
Minstrel Show
Yeah
[Verse 1: L.E.G.A.C.Y.]
From the watermelon patch, it's Lil Nigga Jim
Massa 'bout to make me scuff my lil nigga Timbs
Ain't nothin' friendly, just to let you know
You against me is Old Yeller versus Cujo
Better fall back, walk with L.E.G. could be a war
And with raps, I talk to the dead like a Ouija board
Tell 'em they still alive, shitted on but still I rise
I blackface you, use Mayhem to bait you
Damn right I hate you, you hated us first
Said that Pooh didn't belong, L.E.G. is one-dimensional
Sound wack on every song, 9th's beats sound the same
You don't fuck with 'Te, didn't like Foreign Exchange
I scream fuck you all, even the score of the game
A showboat, I'm flashy, I'm hood mixed with classy
I keep a good bitch around, I call her Lassie
Go fetch, Minstrel Show another classic, no sweat
[Interlude: Phonte]
Yes! (Uh, yeah)
Niggas is... a beautiful thing
(Check it out, check it out)
Put your black face paint on! (Uh)
[Verse 2: Phonte]
I don't think they know how dirty this sport is
It's more than just spittin' rhymes, don't get it distorted
And y'all can choose to ignore it
But still I'm stoppin' you popcorn niggas from thinkin' you important
Whether they buy the CD online or import it
I'm heard in all states and I don't mean insurance
Because I stay true to my following
Instead of you hollow and fickle fans that blow with the wind currents
See nigga, I've been learnin' the ropes of my team
Been burning your hopes and dreams of being the next ones
I go into wreckin' mode, it sound like an episode
Of Who Wants to Be an Ass and you the next contestant
My God, nigga, get some protection
Call Spielberg or Benny Boom and get some direction
‘Cause your whole art is garbage
Phonte, lines hit the hardest
I'm rap's heavyweight and me and L.E.G. are sparring partners
What?
[Interlude: Phonte]
Phonte, Big Pooh and L.E.G.A.C.Y., man, you not seeing us
It's nothing, man
Let's give it to 'em, y'all
[Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh]
Check, I attack the rack
On fire like Shaq, pimp tracks makes me a mack
LB and L.E.G.A.C.Y. roll back
We smoke mice, homie, and invite y'all to catch a contact
You know the League's stacked like racks on strippers
Vainglorious the way we paint these pictures
Get used to the fixtures, niggas scared shitless
Please bow out 'fore you stumble out senseless
Walked by them benches, worked on my sentence
Knowing money only thing to bail you out of pinches
Live for the moment, you can die in an instant
For instance, this nigga Nate sold in them trenches
Hopped over fences, until them boys caught up with him
Got close to him, then they squoze like citrus
Dollars over bitches, pay attention, bread
I hope you listen close to the words that we said
[Hook: Phonte, L.E.G.A.C.Y. & Rapper Big Pooh]
All day, it's Phonte and I'm destined to win
It's L.E.G.A.C.Y. the rockstar, I'ma ride til the end
It's the Rapper Big Pooh, makin' magic with pens
And that's the way it goes down, yo, again and again
These boys go hard like a 5th of gin
It's the Minstrel Show, let the record spin
I came here to make peace, I ain't come to make friends
And that's the way it goes down, yo, again and again
[Outro: Phonte & Rapper Big Pooh]
Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you for coming out, thank you for coming out
That's the way it goes down, yo?!
Way it's going down forreal
(Again and again)
Again and again, Phonte and Big Pooh, 9th Wonder, it's Little Brother (Yeah)
It's Little Brother, y'know what I'm saying, the next thing you know
The whole world... is gonna be... Phonte and Big Pooh
The next thing you know, what's going on? 9th Wonder
(Who? Who?) What is this? What's happening? What's going on? Minstrel Show is hot!
Little Brother - Two, the competition... (Zero)
Yeah! Fucking A, fucking A, dude! Yeah
We going to.. Pa-heonix!
Holy shit, we [?]
Yeah!
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