Syndrome - Legendary lyrics

[Verse 1] I got bigger shoes to fill You don't think i'll make it, god dammit I will I'll rap till I get k**ed Insane in the brain like Cypress Hill A Renegade like Eminem Becoming legendary with the help of a pad and a pen I will not lose again Success is my only option, failure's not You rap 'bout p**y, money and pot, you see that's the rapper Im not Please get the demons outta my head Running all over me round my bed Ima rap till the stage set, the pa**ions gone and wait for my body to rot I hope this industry will remember me and label me as [Hook] Legendary, legendary I gave this industry all I can be Till the stage set, till the pa**ions gone, till my eyes shut and my body stops I will not stop till I get to the top and I'm not hoping for a reserved spot I'm just hoping for the game to remember my name [Verse 2] I ain't here for the money, fancy cars, women or the fame I'm just here to make myself a name Hip-Hop is in my blood and Rap is in my veins I ain't here to play no games I'm here to save Hip-Hop from what it has became What happened to spittin' the truth in the booth What happened to helpin' the troubled and youth What happened to the raw talent that God gave you to use You'll never get a deal if you spit that sh**, once Pac and B.I.G. died, God gave us Wayne as an excuse This is what the f** you can't get by I don't give a f** about rappers bragging how they get high I don't give a f** about the subjects you use as a selling point to get by Migos, now I'm talkin' to you, why do you always Rap 'bout Young, Rich, sh**, I can't say that I'm white, you know that I have no permission to say that Quavo betta call 911, they about to get arrested on stage again and that would be no fun You don't even have a motherf**ing clique, not even a gun It's like Young Thug having an asthma attack with b**h Homie you Done Put Drake in a wheelchair like Degra**i 101 And have Norm Kelly scream all his accolades which he has none I went 0 to 100 real quick, Meek ya better hide ya b**h before she jumps onto his dick 50 Cent would k** you, on some f**in' real sh** Diddy, how did you sell out and become French Montana's b**h Machine Gun Kelly's the only person on your label, that can spit real sh** No disrespect to you Kells, EST is my clique I'm just wondering, how Puff Daddy become B.I.G. into a little Diddy b**h Is he 'Ready to Die' or is everything he stated just one big lie Ciroc boys, or kiss the money, power, respect goodbye The only real rappers tryin' to make Hip-Hop survive are Eminem, MGK, Hopsin, Jadakiss, DMX, me, and the list is too big why Cause there is a section labeled, Hip-Hop Alumni I'm the mothaf**a to save the day, Hip Hop Hoo f**in Ray I'm Naughty by Nature, that means im here to f**in' stay And i'ma Rap until I reach the final breath on my dying day And become an icon that will have a status of [Hook] Legendary, legendary I gave this industry all I can be Till the stage set, till the pa**ions gone, till my eyes shut and my body stops I will not stop till I get to the top and I'm not hoping for a reserved spot I'm just hoping for the game to remember my name