| Song | Stereo (Instrumental) |
| Artist | The Legion |
| Album | The Lost Tapes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Buckwild | |
| (Hook) | |
| We got that B O O M B A P | |
| From the B R O N Ecstasy | |
| Do you C K W I L K | |
| With the Legion, bring it live | |
| Wherever we be | |
| (Verse: Molecules) | |
| Till I die, ? the two, all day I'm fresh | |
| All day I flex, from London down, all day I flex | |
| All day I rep', **** a hater who all day slept | |
| Come and go toe to toe with this twelve twelve vet | |
| Or 21 on these broad day Tech, in pursuit of a dollar | |
| Yo, fam, you know we all make steps | |
| You know it's real when the boogie down, I play pro | |
| But I still put a rookie down | |
| Sound, few shooters, layin' ****** in my town | |
| Wild cowboys, they still shakin' ****** down | |
| I'm from the legacy, I'm bam butter (?) | |
| That's a sonic, I used to rock beats cause for Madtronics | |
| Back when the Knowledge was born, yeah, the mad goddess | |
| Cheese line, seventeen, the grammar gave goddess(?) | |
| Supply and demand done gain power | |
| Movin' that work by the hour | |
| Whether it be Rowls Beats or Sours | |
| You can tell by the way I walk, the way I talk | |
| It's clear that I come from the Bronx, New York | |
| From Webbster to Watson F, all the way down to Pelham | |
| Legion be the team, yea, I try to tell 'em | |
| (Hook) | |
| This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| On your mark, ready, let's flow | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| (Verse: Chucky Smash) | |
| Juvee down, chero-dynamic, escape the panic | |
| Rescue the planet, leave it smashed up and damaged | |
| Six the pinture, straight cognac, no mixture | |
| Rumble in the Bronx, warriors, come and get ya | |
| Slice of the cake, like enemas, fractions and dividends | |
| Considering these rhymes and rhythm to a minimum | |
| The synonyms, we figure it, we givin' 'em | |
| People sicked out they mind, the thrill ill adrenaline | |
| Now all the ladies and gentlemen, we peddlin' | |
| Hip-hop in it, don't stop all the meddlin' | |
| Come on, fam, we ? the medicine | |
| Taste back when it go down to go better | |
| Then wake up in the mornin' half nortin' with the stab | |
| Legion buck wild betta flip through the styles | |
| Like wo, the size ? break it down, here we go | |
| Beats born back, the brothers, we got the flow | |
| Ponks world wide, hey yo, we got's to go | |
| Legion be rockin' it stereo, stereo | |
| (Hook) | |
| This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| On your mark, ready, let's flow | |
| (Clap yo hands and say yea) | |
| (Verse: Cee-Low) | |
| Yo, my b***s too big for skinny jeans, so | |
| Lemme make this clear, ***** (?) eye bullvize in | |
| It's neva made up, no make up, no make-belief | |
| You, dicin' this *****, I make her jump like trampolines | |
| And my b***s too hard for Cassey-o machines | |
| When I spit, that's food for thought, fine cuisine | |
| The Sean J, yo, that be my Constantine | |
| The metaphor be ****, that means be time to lean | |
| The Bronx bombers back in the screen be seen | |
| So take a chill, for the next sight you see be a beam | |
| Cruisers skrill, shut the echo, I be the fiend | |
| Be f****n' with this team, they get up here in yo jeans | |
| I'm on my Dean, where the end justifies the means | |
| I'm from the city where crackheads(?) defy the fiends | |
| I speak the truth, you the line that sits in between | |
| So take a look, this is how you redeem a regime | |
| (Hook) | |
| This is hip-hop, we want y'all to know | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) | |
| On your mark, ready, let's flow | |
| (Legion be reapin' it stere-ere-o) |
| zuo qu : Buckwild | |
| Hook | |
| We got that B O O M B A P | |
| From the B R O N Ecstasy | |
| Do you C K W I L K | |
| With the Legion, bring it live | |
| Wherever we be | |
| Verse: Molecules | |
| Till I die, ? the two, all day I' m fresh | |
| All day I flex, from London down, all day I flex | |
| All day I rep', a hater who all day slept | |
| Come and go toe to toe with this twelve twelve vet | |
| Or 21 on these broad day Tech, in pursuit of a dollar | |
| Yo, fam, you know we all make steps | |
| You know it' s real when the boogie down, I play pro | |
| But I still put a rookie down | |
| Sound, few shooters, layin' in my town | |
| Wild cowboys, they still shakin' down | |
| I' m from the legacy, I' m bam butter ? | |
| That' s a sonic, I used to rock beats cause for Madtronics | |
| Back when the Knowledge was born, yeah, the mad goddess | |
| Cheese line, seventeen, the grammar gave goddess? | |
| Supply and demand done gain power | |
| Movin' that work by the hour | |
| Whether it be Rowls Beats or Sours | |
| You can tell by the way I walk, the way I talk | |
| It' s clear that I come from the Bronx, New York | |
| From Webbster to Watson F, all the way down to Pelham | |
| Legion be the team, yea, I try to tell ' em | |
| Hook | |
| This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| Verse: Chucky Smash | |
| Juvee down, cherodynamic, escape the panic | |
| Rescue the planet, leave it smashed up and damaged | |
| Six the pinture, straight cognac, no mixture | |
| Rumble in the Bronx, warriors, come and get ya | |
| Slice of the cake, like enemas, fractions and dividends | |
| Considering these rhymes and rhythm to a minimum | |
| The synonyms, we figure it, we givin' ' em | |
| People sicked out they mind, the thrill ill adrenaline | |
| Now all the ladies and gentlemen, we peddlin' | |
| Hiphop in it, don' t stop all the meddlin' | |
| Come on, fam, we ? the medicine | |
| Taste back when it go down to go better | |
| Then wake up in the mornin' half nortin' with the stab | |
| Legion buck wild betta flip through the styles | |
| Like wo, the size ? break it down, here we go | |
| Beats born back, the brothers, we got the flow | |
| Ponks world wide, hey yo, we got' s to go | |
| Legion be rockin' it stereo, stereo | |
| Hook | |
| This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
| Clap yo hands and say yea | |
| Verse: CeeLow | |
| Yo, my b s too big for skinny jeans, so | |
| Lemme make this clear, ? eye bullvize in | |
| It' s neva made up, no make up, no makebelief | |
| You, dicin' this , I make her jump like trampolines | |
| And my b s too hard for Casseyo machines | |
| When I spit, that' s food for thought, fine cuisine | |
| The Sean J, yo, that be my Constantine | |
| The metaphor be , that means be time to lean | |
| The Bronx bombers back in the screen be seen | |
| So take a chill, for the next sight you see be a beam | |
| Cruisers skrill, shut the echo, I be the fiend | |
| Be f n' with this team, they get up here in yo jeans | |
| I' m on my Dean, where the end justifies the means | |
| I' m from the city where crackheads? defy the fiends | |
| I speak the truth, you the line that sits in between | |
| So take a look, this is how you redeem a regime | |
| Hook | |
| This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo |
| zuò qǔ : Buckwild | |
| Hook | |
| We got that B O O M B A P | |
| From the B R O N Ecstasy | |
| Do you C K W I L K | |
| With the Legion, bring it live | |
| Wherever we be | |
| Verse: Molecules | |
| Till I die, ? the two, all day I' m fresh | |
| All day I flex, from London down, all day I flex | |
| All day I rep', a hater who all day slept | |
| Come and go toe to toe with this twelve twelve vet | |
| Or 21 on these broad day Tech, in pursuit of a dollar | |
| Yo, fam, you know we all make steps | |
| You know it' s real when the boogie down, I play pro | |
| But I still put a rookie down | |
| Sound, few shooters, layin' in my town | |
| Wild cowboys, they still shakin' down | |
| I' m from the legacy, I' m bam butter ? | |
| That' s a sonic, I used to rock beats cause for Madtronics | |
| Back when the Knowledge was born, yeah, the mad goddess | |
| Cheese line, seventeen, the grammar gave goddess? | |
| Supply and demand done gain power | |
| Movin' that work by the hour | |
| Whether it be Rowls Beats or Sours | |
| You can tell by the way I walk, the way I talk | |
| It' s clear that I come from the Bronx, New York | |
| From Webbster to Watson F, all the way down to Pelham | |
| Legion be the team, yea, I try to tell ' em | |
| Hook | |
| This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| Verse: Chucky Smash | |
| Juvee down, cherodynamic, escape the panic | |
| Rescue the planet, leave it smashed up and damaged | |
| Six the pinture, straight cognac, no mixture | |
| Rumble in the Bronx, warriors, come and get ya | |
| Slice of the cake, like enemas, fractions and dividends | |
| Considering these rhymes and rhythm to a minimum | |
| The synonyms, we figure it, we givin' ' em | |
| People sicked out they mind, the thrill ill adrenaline | |
| Now all the ladies and gentlemen, we peddlin' | |
| Hiphop in it, don' t stop all the meddlin' | |
| Come on, fam, we ? the medicine | |
| Taste back when it go down to go better | |
| Then wake up in the mornin' half nortin' with the stab | |
| Legion buck wild betta flip through the styles | |
| Like wo, the size ? break it down, here we go | |
| Beats born back, the brothers, we got the flow | |
| Ponks world wide, hey yo, we got' s to go | |
| Legion be rockin' it stereo, stereo | |
| Hook | |
| This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
| Clap yo hands and say yea | |
| Verse: CeeLow | |
| Yo, my b s too big for skinny jeans, so | |
| Lemme make this clear, ? eye bullvize in | |
| It' s neva made up, no make up, no makebelief | |
| You, dicin' this , I make her jump like trampolines | |
| And my b s too hard for Casseyo machines | |
| When I spit, that' s food for thought, fine cuisine | |
| The Sean J, yo, that be my Constantine | |
| The metaphor be , that means be time to lean | |
| The Bronx bombers back in the screen be seen | |
| So take a chill, for the next sight you see be a beam | |
| Cruisers skrill, shut the echo, I be the fiend | |
| Be f n' with this team, they get up here in yo jeans | |
| I' m on my Dean, where the end justifies the means | |
| I' m from the city where crackheads? defy the fiends | |
| I speak the truth, you the line that sits in between | |
| So take a look, this is how you redeem a regime | |
| Hook | |
| This is hiphop, we want y' all to know | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You can take that everywhere you go | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| You want more, we got some for sure | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo | |
| On your mark, ready, let' s flow | |
| Legion be reapin' it stereereo |