[Intro]

Crutches

You need me to walk nigga

You need me to walk nigga

You need me

Come on

Me and Khrysis

Feel this shit

Drugs..

Crutches..

Crutches..

[First Verse]

First off

Fuck you

Point blank

I'm above you

Don't talk up to me

Do not walk up to me

Don't speak up to me

Please don't reach to me

Do not rap to me

Do not adapt to me

Don't get in my flesh

Don't diss or respect

Don't be suggestive

Don't speak of the collective

JL(Justus League) got egos

What the hell we for the people

Talk shit on your website

Young rappers mocking Legs life

Never be hot as me

Always stay frozen

Never rock like me

I'm the one chosen

To carry this stake

Heavy

But I carry the weight

Backbrace

Victory will be my last taste

Nothing without 9th beats

Even acapellas apply to you

Flameboy

Girls got me hand held like Gameboy

(JL)Leagues over rated

Seems you over hated

Fuck them all

Stay on that junk like Rush Limbaugh

[Hook] x 2

Coke

Weed

Dope

Speed

Liquor

Cigarettes

Quick get ya meth

Heroin chills

Go pop your pills

Downers

Uppers

Walk on crutches

[Verse Two]

As I awoke

Hungover with no rope

Natural Born Killers

Spinning in the DVD

A natural born spitta

I'm the same ol me

Mass murda crazy

Used to be the black gerber baby

Then I got ugly

They thought that they could touch me

Didn't age well

Run DMC began to raise hell

Tear up

Destroy shit

Helicopters get deployed quick

I'm King Kong

Bundy when I bring songs

Fucking up shit

Lady killer when I touch chicks

In bite size pieces

Arms to short to fight Jesus

Long enough to fight Devils

Tough

Oh the life Rebel

Hold ma clique up

Don't burn bridge

Blow it up

Shrapnel

Make dark shit

You pastel

The trendsetta

Oh by the way

And for the record

My daughter's mom flipped

Got me on some E-mon shit

Don't want you back bitch

In a verse..

That's it..

[Hook] x 2

[Verse Three]

Cold fruit drinks

On ma shoulder a moose mink

With a fur cap to match

Bury the hatchet of rap

Bet I get the last laugh

Rise and Fall like NASDAQ

The Ups Downs

Celebrate when I touch down

Do the ickey shuffle

Leave feathers and cities ruffled

Bird brain

Just incase you ain't heard man

Legacy wrecks

Like he's Kanye West

Throw hooks up to me

I collide with ya'll

You look up to me

I'm the sky to ya'll

Bitch I'm a star and I live these bars

I finally come and I spin like gattlin gun

Rotisserie

I'm the Gold lyrically

Billy boy

Legacy the real McCoy

Opposite of fake

Cop ma shit you coppin weight

I'm the drug

I'm in you

I'm your blood

I'm the drug

I'm in you

I'm your blood

[Hook] x 2