The Legion - Stereo lyrics

(Hook) We got that B O O M B A P From the B R O N Ecstasy Do you C K W I L K With the Legion, bring it live Wherever we be (Verse: Molecules) Till I die, ? the two, all day I'm fresh All day I flex, from London down, all day I flex All day I rep', f** a hater who all day slept Come and go toe to toe with this twelve twelve vet Or 21 on these broad day Tech, in pursuit of a dollar Yo, fam, you know we all make steps You know it's real when the boogie down, I play pro But I still put a rookie down Sound, few shooters, layin' n***as in my town sponsored links Wild cowboys, they still shakin' n***as down I'm from the legacy, I'm bam bu*ter (?) That's a sonic, I used to rock beats cause for Madtronics Back when the Knowledge was born, yeah, the mad goddess Cheese line, seventeen, the grammar gave goddess(?) Supply and demand done gain power Movin' that work by the hour Whether it be Rowls Beats or Sours You can tell by the way I walk, the way I talk It's clear that I come from the Bronx, New York From Webbster to Watson F, all the way down to Pelham Legion be the team, yea, I try to tell 'em (Hook) This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) You can take that everywhere you go (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) You want more, we got some for sure (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) On your mark, ready, let's flow (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) (Verse: Chucky Smash) Juvee down, chero-dynamic, escape the panic Rescue the planet, leave it smashed up and damaged Six the pinture, straight cognac, no mixture Rumble in the Bronx, warriors, come and get ya Slice of the cake, like enemas, fractions and dividends Considering these rhymes and rhythm to a minimum The synonyms, we figure it, we givin' 'em People sicked out they mind, the thrill ill adrenaline Now all the ladies and gentlemen, we peddlin' Hip-hop in it, don't stop all the meddlin' Come on, fam, we ? the medicine Taste back when it go down to go better Then wake up in the mornin' half nortin' with the stab Legion buck wild betta flip through the styles Like wo, the size ? break it down, here we go Beats born back, the brothers, we got the flow Ponks world wide, hey yo, we got's to go Legion be rockin' it stereo, stereo (Hook) This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) You can take that everywhere you go (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) You want more, we got some for sure (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) On your mark, ready, let's flow (Clap yo hands and say yea) (Verse: Cee-Low) Yo, my balls too big for skinny jeans, so Lemme make this clear, n***a (?) eye bullvize in It's neva made up, no make up, no make-belief You, dicin' this b**h, I make her jump like trampolines And my balls too hard for Ca**ey-o machines When I spit, that's food for thought, fine cuisine The Sean J, yo, that be my Constantine The metaphor be dope, that means be time to lean The Bronx bombers back in the screen be seen So take a chill, for the next sight you see be a beam Cruisers skrill, shut the echo, I be the fiend Be f**in' with this team, they get up here in yo jeans I'm on my Dean, where the end justifies the means I'm from the city where crackheads(?) defy the fiends I speak the truth, you the line that sits in between So take a look, this is how you redeem a regime (Hook) This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) You can take that everywhere you go (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) You want more, we got some for sure (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) On your mark, ready, let's flow (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o)