[Intro: Lil' Keke] Big terrible Texas It's where legends are born I'm Lil' Keke The Don Original Screwed Up Click It's a dedication to DJ Screw
rollers, what's up? Drinks Houston, what's up? Onyx, what's up? You does it baby you does it baby Harlem nights, what's up? Treasures, what's up? Legends
shake it without breaking your back I know the world been waiting for that You been aching for that ?cause what they playing on the station is wack And I'm a legend
shit will burn and blister you boy We manifest through tape decks and prisma colored markers, Invade your space like feathers from down parka's, We legends
on, so many rappers it's like I'm in the stall wit em Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, bought wisdom As legends fall my godmother answer heaven
Take their spots, take their keys, make my faculty Live happily ever after in laughter Never seen Cristal pour faster And to those bastards, knuckleheads squeeze lead Three of mine dead
, finger pussy with expensive rings Cut coke cookies, wrote poetry and broke noses B The voice from heaven, I'm God sent, of course a legend This is part
we will survive CNN rise, keep street ties We got a hundred niggaz strong A hundred niggaz armed to kill you right or wrong You can't murder what's dead
Joe the God's really bringin' it back I'm from my days and legends, since age eleven I was the cause of dope fiends catchin' AIDS infections Most of us are dead
When Eazy-E died no it wasn't no thang Rapper dies of AIDS but you hardly mention Rocker blows his face off and becomes a legend Heroin and a shot gun
there Handy with an ice pick, pull it out and use it good In and out your temple blood is squirting all out there I'm the urban legend you heard at
Handy with an ice pick Pull it out and use it good In and out your temple Blood is squirting all out there I'm the urban legend you heard at your
sweet little knees Somebody took her black thing and went thug That's terrible, he heard about it for months What about that one nobody guy that they found dead
, runnin backwards like Oscar Dirty white boy, dirty dirty, filthy filthy Half hillbilly, half the world wanna kill me Come and get some, underground rap legend
girl Yo-Yo. Should I say is it still all good? Today at 12:45 outside the Petersen Museum here in Los Angeles, Notorious B.I.G. was gunned down and pronouced dead
a lot of sense when you see Sham in black Benz With high friends pull up the club wit dark tints Never jump out, that's why they lookin' dead in my mouth
I'm on my way This goin' out to every 'hood We gon' make it You can look into my eyes, see that I'm dead tired 6 in the morning, money still on my mind
grandma Chest out, head high, until I'm a dead guy I'm a shed light on all the lives I'm lead by Examples of successful legends and historical presence