[Intro]
Everybody gather round and listen to my song
I've only got one
I've only got one
[Hook: L.E.G.A.C.Y]
P.U.R.E
P.U.R.E
P.U.R.E
P.U.R.E
[Verse 1: L.E.G.A.C.Y.]
A night nigga
A holi-fuckin'-day
You might figure, I'm Off like bug spray
Shit, I might be
The rich I might see
The poor I might feel
The pure I might spill
More respect nigga, it's the boss hog
To my four legged niggas, this is for my dogs
Bark off trees, heart dark as the sea
The black one, I'm half moon half sun
J.T. Tripper, went from minor to a major figure
If I go, there'll be a lot of sad kids
Sicker with flows, had to stop doin' ad-libs
I got too good, doin' this in one take
I got too good, doin' shit with one face
Never two, I'm so far ahead of you
You actin' up, I'll smack you, no waitin'
Just keep actin' up till I get off probation
[Hook: L.E.G.A.C.Y.]
The pure, uncut raw
The sewer, you want what ours
See, you, aren't, me
P.U.R.E
The pure, uncut raw
The sewer, you want what ours
See, you, aren't, me
P.U.R.E
[Verse 2: L.E.G.A.C.Y.]
Never believed in myself, guess I was insecure
Used to speak to myself, now I'm bent of being pure
Pure as the driven snow
Pure with the writtin' woe
Gotta watch that, cork, I gotta pop back
Reiterate, draw pictures, re-illustrate
New paintings
Face facts you ain't him
Invisible Man, these are the Memoirs
I'm lyrical man, the pigeons I send y'all
A bird of prey, deep with every word I say
Pure as a virgin girl, cure for a better world
But it's sick sad, Mother Earth would have wrist slashed
End it all, suicide, it's the sewer side
No friends at all, who am I? Who am I?
The only rock star, writin' off you ingrates
I got bars, and my thoughts are the inmates
Lock cell shit
I can not fail it's...
[Hook: L.E.G.A.C.Y.]
The pure, uncut raw
The sewer, you want what ours
See, you, aren't, me
P.U.R.E
The pure, uncut raw
The sewer, you want what ours
See, you, aren't, me
P.U.R.E
[Verse 3: Phonte]
My peeps is learnin'
To stay true and let the streets determine
Between what's pure and un-pure so you can keep the sermon
Nigga I'm tryin' to see the features turnin'
Get paid and cop a car so foreign that it beeps in German
Smash niggas with them borin' flows
Reunited, Phonte and Leggy Bryant, back doorin' hoes
And the mornin' after, ignorin' hoes
I'm kinda zab with a sharpie and a cue card, straight scorin' hoes
As they walk by, talk fly, see what my game like
The League gettin' crackin' like a safe in a bank heist, what?
Nigga, you ain't nice, nigga, just think twice
It's 'Te and Legzilla on the promo
Style is residents and extended stay, yours is Hojo
Flow so, negative, my album should be called One Hour Photo
Truth when I'm tellin' it, style intelligent
Now buy the CD, press play and develop it nigga
[Hook: L.E.G.A.C.Y.]
The pure, uncut raw
The sewer, you want what ours
See, you, aren't, me
P.U.R.E
The pure, uncut raw
The sewer, you want what ours
See, you, aren't, me
P.U.R.E
Pure was produced by Khrysis.