Legend - Bizarre, D12

Hand on the trigger, I’m from Lansing, Grand River

Yeah I’m off a pill, drunk in the party

Pump in the trunk, I take a nigga Cartis

Yeah I’m with the shit, yeah I’m bout the action

I can make it happen, I ain’t just rappin'

I’m a real nigga, niggas gotta feel

on my face, I’ll probably get killed

4 in the morning, at the casino

Dirty white bitch, now I’m headed to Reno

Man I be tripping, man I be whilin'

Keep a mean mug, I ain’t never smilin'

Just popped a Xan, gone off a Perc

Off in the studio, time to get to work

I be fucking hoes, I be nailing groupies

Holiday Inn, off in a Jacuzzi

Take a long walk inside my shoes

I’ll bet your legs give out on ya

What happens when you got everything to lose

Just by standing out on your own corner?

Your fans love you, they watch all your interviews

They’re so into you

They want you to be a legend now

We put in mellow, we don’t wanna let them guns go

These lil niggas be wolfing off at they gums though

With all that tough talk, I’m so far removed from it

I’ll just send some homies down your block to take a cruise on it

Leave your face looking like a case of, «Who done it?»

Throw a few hundred on the floor, looking like, «Who want it?»

(I'll take that)

Heat your block up, Arizona, we’ll Tuc-son it

A play grinning through Bubonic that’s true phonics (Real talk)

Don’t act too brolic, 22s polished

We are too solid, turning beef into fruit salad

So stick to rappin', you ain’t bout the clappin'

When we pull up, you be wishing for shit not to happen

You be throwing soggy punches, you are not for scrappin'

They gon' find you in the bando, and it’s not from trappin' (Damn!)

You only roll with tough guys, you are not one

Just because you went to Walmart and bought a shotgun (Fuck outta here!)

Take a long walk inside my shoes

I’ll bet your legs give out on ya

What happens when you got everything to lose

Just by standing out on your own corner?

Your fans love you, they watch all your interviews

They’re so into you

They want you to be a legend now

They love you when you hot, then hate you when you not

They turn into something different after drinking concoctions

Soon as you start monopolizing, they end up plottin'

They forgot, I’m much smarter than that, and it ain’t a option

To stab a knife in my back

I’ve been accustomed to amputate associates in a millisec, fuck respect

What is that?

That title is wack, cause Dirty Dozen’s

The only fellas I’m ever into acting with

I can’t walk the streets without niggas babblin'

Marshall that and Marshall this

«Where Porter at?»

We all gettin' chips

We all rappin', we still giving daps and hugs

Crackin' jokes, reminiscing on Proof and Bugz (RIP)

We don’t give a fuck, bout the haters outside the family

Don’t get involved or try to give dap to me, word to Big Sean

I’m a Detroiter that’s ducking and dodging pawns

I throw you haters inside the pot holes in my lawn, bitch

Take a long walk inside my shoes

I’ll bet your legs give out on ya

What happens when you got everything to lose

Just by standing out on your own corner?

Your fans love you, they watch all your interviews

They’re so into you

They want you to be a legend now