Legacy

Album: The Marshall Mathers LP 2 (2013)
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  • Tell me where to go, tell me what to do
    I'll be right there for you
    Tell me what to say, no matter if it's true
    I'll say it all for you (for you, for you, for you)

    I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling
    Why am I so differently wired? Am I a Martian?
    What kind of twisted experiment am I involved in?
    'Cause I don't belong in this world
    That's why I'm scoffing at authority, defiant often
    Flying off at the handle with my mom, no dad
    So I'm non-compliant at home, at school I'm just shy and awkward
    And I don't need no goddamn psychologist
    Trynna diagnose why I have all these underlying problems
    Thinking he can try and solve them
    I'm outside chalking up drawings on the sidewalk
    And in the front drive talking to myself
    Either that or inside hiding often, in the corner somewhere, quiet
    Trying not to be noticed 'cause I'm crying and sobbing
    I had a bad day at school, so I ain't talking
    Some cocksucker shoved me into a fucking locker
    'Cause he said that I eyeballed him

    And if you fall, I'll get you there
    I'll be your savior from
    All the wars that are fought
    Inside your world
    Please have faith in my words

    'Cause this is my legacy, legacy, here
    This is my legacy, legacy, here
    There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see
    This is my legacy, legacy
    Legacy, legacy

    I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling
    Why am I so differently wired in my noggin?
    'Cause sporadic as my thoughts come, it's mind boggling
    'Cause I obsess on everything, in my mind small shit
    Bothers me but now my father, he said sayonara then split
    But I don't give a shit, I'm fine as long as
    There's batteries in my Walkman nothing is the matter with me
    Shit look at the bright side, at least I ain't walking
    I bike ride through the neighborhood of my apartment
    Complex on a ten speed which I've acquired parts that I
    Find in the garbage, a frame and put tires on it
    Headphones on, straight ahead and kids try and start shit
    But if this is all there is for me life offers
    Why bother even try and put up a fight? It's nonsense
    But I think a light bulb just lit up in my conscience
    What about them rhymes I've been jottin'
    They're kinda giving me confidence
    Instead of tryna escape through my comics
    Why don't I just blast a little something like Onyx
    To put me in the mood to wanna fight and write songs that
    Say what I wanna say to the kid that said that I eyeballed him
    Grab hold of my balls like "that's right fight's on bitch"
    Who would've knew from the moment I turned the mic on
    I could be iconic, and my conquest
    Is word to Phife Dawg from a Tribe Called Quest

    This is my legacy, legacy, here
    This is my legacy, legacy, here
    There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see
    This is my legacy, legacy
    Legacy, legacy

    I used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is falling
    Now I think the fact that I'm differently wired's awesome
    'Cause if I wasn't I wouldn't be able to work
    Words like this and connect lines like crosswords
    And use my enemy's words as strength (strength)
    To try and draw from, and get inspired off 'em
    'Cause all my life I was told and taught I am not shit
    By you whack fucking giant sacks of lying dog shit (dog shit)
    Now you shut up bitch, I am talking
    Thought I was full of horseshit and now
    You fucking worship the ground on which I am walking (I am walking)
    Me against the world so what? I'm Brian Dawkins
    Versus the whole oh and sixteen Lions offense
    So bring on the Giants, Falcons and Miami Dolphins
    It's the body bag game bitch, I'm supplying coffins
    'Cause you dicks, butt kiss, bunch of Brian Baldingers
    You gon' die a ball licker I've been diabolical
    With this dialogue since '99 Rawkus
    You don't respect the legacy I leave behind y'all can
    Suck a dick, the day you beat me, pigs'll fly out my ass
    And a flying saucer full of Italian sausage
    The most high exalting and I ain't halting
    'Til I die of exhaustion inhale my exhaust fumes (exhaust fumes)
    The best part about me, is I am not you
    I'm me, and I'm the fire Marshall and this is my (this is my)

    Legacy, legacy, here
    This is my legacy, legacy, here
    There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only see
    This is my legacy, legacy
    Legacy, legacy Writer/s: David Brook, Emile Haynie, Marshall Mathers, Polina Goudieva
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group, Payday Music Publishing
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