C-Murder Lyrics

Album: Bossalinie

Livin' Legend Lyrics

[Featuring Master P] 

Master P: 

Yo C 

I'd like to mourn the dead (Kevin Miller) 

And acknowledge the livin' 

Know like they say 

You can tell a nigga 

How you feel when they here 

This is for all those livin stars out there 

The ghetto legends (real niggas) 

Niggas thats really doin the hustlin on the corner 

(love these thug niggas ya heard me) 

Know what I'm sayin makin it happen 

Niggas in the rap game changin their lives 

Silkk, C-Murder, Master P (haha) 

And all the other real mutherfukin ballers out there (freedom) 

Motherfukin rookies to the veterans 

This is all the real niggas makin it happen 

Bitch check it, ya heard me 

C-Murder: 

Nigga back in the day i used to dream about fortune and fame 

Jump in the game and you expect my life to change 

I looked up to all the ghetto superstars 

Shit, I used to trip when they call a female a bitch 

I'm just another lost soul in the world 

Destination unknown, Tryin to make it home 

And Three strikes, a nigga gone 

All alone in the muthafukin end zone 

On the football field with my head down 

I can't see but I'm tryin to make a touchdown 

Damn, will I ever see the other side 

I'm this close from doin another drive by 

Now I don't really want to make another mother cry 

But these niggas, they playin with my fukin pride 

Now why, they wanna put me in this gangsta shita 

Cause all I wanna do is sell a million discs 

Chorus: 

Wha wha, I wanna be a livin' legend 

Will they let me, I wanna be a livin' legend 

Will they sweat me, get paid like the president 

Now put my name in the hall of fame 

(x2) 

Master P: 

Say my name 

What bitches screamin for 

A little skinny nigga learn to hustle and ball 

Grew up in the projects 

Ran with killers and dealers 

No Limit Soldiers keep in the family, no nigga 

Don't hate me for planting seeds 

C-Murder got the gifts 

I got the hennesey and weed 

We only run with ghetto stars ??? 

Like Big Boz, Hot Boyz known for 1-87 

2-11, Real niggas made it out the hood 

Word seven bigger figures 

And you know its all good 

Chorus: 

Wha wha, I wanna be a livin' legend 

Will they let me, I wanna be a livin' legend 

Will they sweat me, get paid like the president 

Now put my name in the hall of fame 

(x2) 

C-Murder: 

Livin' legend, livin' legend 

One who'll raise on top against all obstacles 

No matter friend or foe 

And we kick it, Ugh