Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Legion, artist - Rocks FOE. Album song Legion Lacuna, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.03.2018
Song language: English
Legion |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu, done |
Done, done |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu |
Yeah, David Haller on a mazza |
Flipping out on rappers, you can call me Legion |
Running on my solo with no han' like Solo |
When I brought it all in season |
Got the jewels like Ali Baba, more Gianna |
We don’t bring no forty thieves in |
Shipping gold off to the coast |
Drop at a crop to the northern region |
Guns blazing, I’m releasing |
Say hello to my little friend |
You better think again when I’m squeezing |
That’s a spitter’s end, all these bitter man |
Want a bit of man like I’m eating |
Bitch, give me yours with those silly thoughts |
You niggas hoarse, now I’m feeding |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu, done |
Done, done |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu |
Yo, public enemy, bumping heavily |
Public enemy (yeah) |
Fuck the industry, one-man military |
One got bully beef, bread, one tin of beans left |
I creep in these trenches, seeking out enemies |
Guns gon' blow like retro-P |
Can’t spin God, you ain’t Eric B |
Don’t sweat the technique, your pen is weak |
Don’t flex on me, lil' boy (dudu) |
Out your dome, lil' boy |
That’s a war of minds, no Alex Jones |
You better pack your own, lil' boy |
You in the army, keeping up status quo? |
Buck me in the field when a man revolts |
And know that that part has begun, I |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu, done |
Done, done |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu |
Yo, yo, when we’re marching, marching, left, right |
Coming from the mud to get mine |
Faster, faster, feel like Tech N9ne |
Dusting by, you’re still at red light |
Doing me, I hope you understand |
Fuck John Bull and Uncle Sam |
I’ve got heart, you ain’t got none of that |
If you bite back, come at man |
Know I go to war with helmet strapped |
They just talk, these man, and tell no facts |
Feel like Hercules, Hercules |
With all the lion that pelts my back |
Proper together, these men are trash |
Orders for me tryna set me back |
Spitters is wack, better run when the son of man comes, I |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu, done |
Done, done |
Feel like an army of one, one, one |
Best get your army to run, run, run |
When I’m cutting through waving a gun |
Know my Uzi weigh a tonne |
Dudu, dudu |