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Legend Has It

Run The Jewels
2016-12-243:23 minSynced lyrics

"Legend Has It" is a song by Run The Jewels, released in 2016 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:23 long and contains 94 lines and 621 words.

Lyrics

0:08Hear what I say, we are the business today
0:10****** ******t is finished today (what)
0:12RT & J, we the new PB & J
0:14We dropped a classic today (what)
0:15We did a tablet of acid today
0:17Lit joints with the matches and ashes away
0:19SKRRRT! We dash away
0:21Donner and Dixon, the pistol is wrapped on the way
0:23Doctors of death
0:24Curing our patients of breath
0:26We are the pain you can trust
0:27Crooked at work
0:28Cookin' up curses and slurs
0:30Smokin' my brain into mush
0:31I became famous for flamin' you ******s
0:33Maimin' my way through the brush
0:35There is no training or taming of me and my bruh
0:37Look like a man, but I'm animal raw
0:39We are the murderous pair
0:41That went to jail and we murdered the murderers there
0:43Then went to Hell and discovered the devil
0:45Delivered some hurt and despair
0:47Used to have powder to push
0:48Now I smoke pounds of the kush
0:49Holy, I'm burnin' a bush
0:51Now I give a ****** about none of this ******t
0:53Jewel runner over and out of this ******
0:56Woo!
1:00Woo!
1:03Step into the spotlight, woo!
1:08Woo!
1:11Copping of uppers and downers get done
1:13I'm in a rush to be numb
1:14Droppin' a thousand ain't much
1:16Come from the clouds
1:17On a missile to turn this whole town into dust
1:19Don't make a sound, baby, hush
1:20I am the living swipe right on the mic, I'm a slut
1:23I don't know how to not spit like a lout
1:25I'll spill a pound of my kids on your couch
1:27Half of a mongrel and mythical team
1:29Villainous treacherous things
1:30Legend says El is a spawn out of Hell
1:32The myth is my mama's a murderous queen
1:34Your life can end like in Godfather 1
1:36You get the gun as I christen my son
1:38If I die today and it's Hell I should pay
1:40Tell the Lord Mikey said, "******, it was fun"
1:43Every new record's my ****** in a box
1:44We get a doozy, the mula's a lock
1:46You're getting used to me doing no wrong
1:48I don't play chicken, you ******, I'm a fox
1:50You wanna kick it, I'll give you the rocks
1:52You kiss the wood chipper blade if you balk
1:54I'm ******' magic, in fact I'm a warlock, a talk
1:57I got a unicorn horn for a (stop)
2:00Woo!
2:04Woo!
2:07Step into the spotlight, woo!
2:12Woo!
2:14And the crowd goes RTJ!
2:16And the crowd goes RTJ!
2:18And the crowd goes RTJ!
2:20And the crowd goes RTJ!
2:22RTJ!
2:24RTJ!
2:26RTJ!
2:28RTJ!
2:39Mike Pentangeli won't snitch
2:40I'll rent a room at the Ritz
2:41I'll sip a fifth of the whisk
2:43I'll smoke a dub in the tub
2:44Then I will split both my wrists
2:46I'll pull a sword on you simps
2:47Just with a flick of the wrist
2:49Get your neck giving up mist
2:50Me and Mike skip away whistlin' and grin
2:52Every day's golden when you only win
2:54Bullyin' bastards and beatin' on beats
2:55Sounds like a day at the beach, preach
2:58I keep it middle school, step on your feet
3:00Before you can speak, blow to the teeth
3:02We move among the ones you think are meek
3:04You think I'm lion, you right, see my teeth
3:06Don't be a bore when I'm roaring vamoose
3:08Hunting's no fun when your prey doesn't move
3:10I'll put a gun to a bunny like choose
3:12Say somethin' funny or bunny go boom
3:14You got a bevy of ******t you could groove
3:16We'd like to thank you for choosing our crew
3:18And that's from the crew you can trust
3:19Warranty plus for ******' ******t up
3:21We are the no-gooders, do-gooders
3:23Known to the dancers and dealers and doers of dust
Hear what I say, we are the business today
****** ******t is finished today (what)
RT & J, we the new PB & J
We dropped a classic today (what)
We did a tablet of acid today
Lit joints with the matches and ashes away
SKRRRT! We dash away
Donner and Dixon, the pistol is wrapped on the way
Doctors of death
Curing our patients of breath
We are the pain you can trust
Crooked at work
Cookin' up curses and slurs
Smokin' my brain into mush
I became famous for flamin' you ******s
Maimin' my way through the brush
There is no training or taming of me and my bruh
Look like a man, but I'm animal raw
We are the murderous pair
That went to jail and we murdered the murderers there
Then went to Hell and discovered the devil
Delivered some hurt and despair
Used to have powder to push
Now I smoke pounds of the kush
Holy, I'm burnin' a bush
Now I give a ****** about none of this ******t
Jewel runner over and out of this ******
Woo!
Woo!
Step into the spotlight, woo!
Woo!
Copping of uppers and downers get done
I'm in a rush to be numb
Droppin' a thousand ain't much
Come from the clouds
On a missile to turn this whole town into dust
Don't make a sound, baby, hush
I am the living swipe right on the mic, I'm a slut
I don't know how to not spit like a lout
I'll spill a pound of my kids on your couch
Half of a mongrel and mythical team
Villainous treacherous things
Legend says El is a spawn out of Hell
The myth is my mama's a murderous queen
Your life can end like in Godfather 1
You get the gun as I christen my son
If I die today and it's Hell I should pay
Tell the Lord Mikey said, "******, it was fun"
Every new record's my ****** in a box
We get a doozy, the mula's a lock
You're getting used to me doing no wrong
I don't play chicken, you ******, I'm a fox
You wanna kick it, I'll give you the rocks
You kiss the wood chipper blade if you balk
I'm ******' magic, in fact I'm a warlock, a talk
I got a unicorn horn for a (stop)
Woo!
Woo!
Step into the spotlight, woo!
Woo!
And the crowd goes RTJ!
And the crowd goes RTJ!
And the crowd goes RTJ!
And the crowd goes RTJ!
RTJ!
RTJ!
RTJ!
RTJ!
Mike Pentangeli won't snitch
I'll rent a room at the Ritz
I'll sip a fifth of the whisk
I'll smoke a dub in the tub
Then I will split both my wrists
I'll pull a sword on you simps
Just with a flick of the wrist
Get your neck giving up mist
Me and Mike skip away whistlin' and grin
Every day's golden when you only win
Bullyin' bastards and beatin' on beats
Sounds like a day at the beach, preach
I keep it middle school, step on your feet
Before you can speak, blow to the teeth
We move among the ones you think are meek
You think I'm lion, you right, see my teeth
Don't be a bore when I'm roaring vamoose
Hunting's no fun when your prey doesn't move
I'll put a gun to a bunny like choose
Say somethin' funny or bunny go boom
You got a bevy of ******t you could groove
We'd like to thank you for choosing our crew
And that's from the crew you can trust
Warranty plus for ******' ******t up
We are the no-gooders, do-gooders
Known to the dancers and dealers and doers of dust

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