Legends - Intellectual

[Intro]

("Whole lot of junk turning hard on the radio")

The legends, go on back, my style is bizarre

("Whole lot of junk turning hard on the radio")

Course through my blood of course

("Whole lot of junk turning hard on the radio")

For the crews that was and the crews who would be

("Whole lot of junk turning hard on the radio")

[Verse: El-P]

Vainglorious

Denomination of commonly monstrous

Caution blow the unit's sensation

Fucking with your theology like Darwinism in the Bible Belt

When I felt demagogue-ish, bogus spit kill abolish

You haven't heard the foggiest fucking fact

About L-dash-Hubbard uncorrupted

Hovering above the gun was obstructed

Missed me just as I constructed

The fashion of the fire was friendly as instructed

I'm not trying to get flighty eight hundred

Homosexual emcees receive five mics

In Bizarro World where Co Flow is the new pop sensation (Yeah, right)

With heavy Hot 97 rotation

Call 'em as I smell 'em, the jux that shook Pelham

3-2-1 contact I'm blessed, definitively not wack

I got it made, you fight to march in the St. Patrick's Day parade

Called what I thought I thought not the candle

Spill another seed snip vasectomy (ow)

How hard can that erection be now?

They hear me before the case go to trial

Twelve monkeys in a box without a witness to the style

If monkeys on the cock were delicious non-stop

Aggravated hemorrhoids burn like THC-deficient weed crops

Independent as fuck dissolve senses

You don't apply to my beautiful arrangement (sorry)

I can range from cop killer to rapist to presidential assassin if I chose

Simply for the sake of the derangement, but I don't

And for the specs on my non-technologic pre-produce for lessons

The tune caress tombs of the legends

Exhume carcass to mark hits it's my honor

For any cold reverse to turn loose on my brethren

Justify my simple M.O. with some loving

Utmost closed circuit forced to tickle Elmo

Till he pissed in his little britches (Oh, stop)

My troop talking to them as fierce may appear to act together

Considerately hitting these switches

Left side directs pestilence and disguises dialects

Right side locates and entertains the nearest clitoris

Soul blade the hoes froze tyrants

Closed to ultra-violence design bent, disrupted the alignment

I brought on the napalm program the gas context

Consumption people they expect it

Caffeine machine, MSG

Fluorocarbons, monoxides, perspective sets you free

It's a voice soon as El sets a trend

Comply with exacto and cut for most tips

I'm El-Producto, smoke a bong lies well

Tribe of conspirators wants to infiltrate this

My personal reflection on these legends got to be

For the legends

[Outro]

Any rapper on a label should resign and quit

Take 'em back to the real shit