Source Magazine

[Napoleon Da Legend verse 1]

Gazing back my bad days I wouldn’t take em back

Save that for y’all to critique when I fade to black

I’m glad I never let doubts get the best of me cause

They would be so many highlights I would never see

I used to be so insecure slash immature

Thru the years I learned you can’t make another man’s image yours

Cause ya truth is like a signature it’s unique

Cinema director and I’m living out my movie

Edits and mad deleted scenes several script changes

A bit a danger I’m a risk taker

I do my own stunts, otherwise for me its no fun

Shogun assassin might run up to a wall and do a back-flip

I’m the hero and the actor ignore the camera

Playing the main protagonists was told I was a natural

Summer blockbuster parachuting off a crop duster

Pay my dues and stay recluse like my pops mother

[Napoleon Da Legend Chorus]

This a story of a man who had a dream

Ever since He read the source magazine

Hanging pictures on my wall

Bumping Wu-Tang Forever they would tell me "it’s yours"

[Napoleon Da Legend verse 2]

Half a lung and asthma pump still wanted to get involved

Smell of cigarettes my neighbors smoking in the hall

Hustle in the spirit was stubborn and conflicted

Weazing and outta breath, struggling to spit it

But why is it I felt the most alive in that moment

Poker face a pro at hiding pain put a mask on it

Believed in what I had and I put some cash on it

These rap dreams don’t come attached with a map on it

You gotta work the locks yo pride gonna get hurt a lot

Few taste-makers gonna decide who gets heard or not

But fuck em, just build platform and be yourself

The real can tell and you see for yourself

That it’s ain’t what seemed from when you first look

Respect the game my perspective changed and the earth shook

And it’s looking even better than it did before

I’m touching people I ain’t met and that worth living for

[Napoleon Da Legend Chorus]

This a story of a man who had a dream

Ever since He read the source magazine

Hanging pictures on my wall

Bumping Wu-Tang Forever they would tell me "it’s yours"