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L-L. L-L is hard. H-h-hard as hell. A three-sport All-Star, a sixteen sports car. Yep, luck, not a munch, I'm a stroke hard. I'm a boss and a teammate these days. We stay ahead of the game, could never be Late. It's a relay lap and you laughin' dude. Askin' who you thinkin' it was to be slappin' Fool. CMA varsity, natural aptitude. Where conscious meets arrogant, tackle you on the Avenue. The demon slayer, the manifester, The multi-layered. The non-aggressor, the dropout, The dreamer layer. The record breaker, no cop out. When I need some paper, I pull the stops Out. My marker's major, production dangerous. Can you feel the taser? A constant changer, a Rearranger, a stranger. A caged bird with a beat made to speak Without anger or disclaimers. No plan B namer, plan A from the gate Creator. Straight shooter, pop the chamber. L-L. Livin' legends. Lettermen. L-l-livin' legend and I'll tell you why. L-L. Livin' legends. Lettermen. Hard, h-hard as hell. L-L. Livin' legends. Lettermen. L-l-livin' legend and I'll tell you why. L-L. Livin' legends. Lettermen. Hard, h-hard as hell. The letters on my jacket spell simple man, Less is more. Notches on the belt avail toxic Gold, thank the Lord. Trophies on the mantle, Items in the basket. I don't need none of them, my thoughts be Classic. Twenty-seven albums, how you gon' doubt 'em? 'Cause seasons come and seasons they go, Go. Legendary, crown 'em. Yeah, you heard about them. Word of mouth until their mouthpiece broke. Summer ballin', hustlin' like double days. Seems like I'm always away, travelin' through outer Space. Home field advantage, captain of the block. Basically, the fake could stay, warmin' up my Jockstrap. Not that second string team when we cock Back. And cop that champions ring and then drop That. Wool, knit, and leather in any kind of Weather. I'm down for whatever, double L's is the Letters, man. L-L. Well, goddamn. Y'all bussin'. A lot of testosterone on the track. Big cajones. Ay, could we get a sexy hit of estrogen? Yeah, Yeah, yeah. We play ball like a dude. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. What made me MVP? Well, I never missed a practice. Seemed to be the fastest, peakin' massive. Even back when I was lackin', now varsity. In our city, main line of defense. Posted in the Hall of Fame, you starin' mad, Warmin' up the bench. I'm home run, you no Fun. You freshman, but this my profession. I'm big league, doin' big things. I'm goin' down in history. Rihanna, Serena, Oprah, Frida, Griselda. Out here playin' ball with the fellas. He's a frustrated wild style innovator. Pinch hitter of the team, grab the bat, you'll Never trade us. Put them dukes in the studio Booth to get creative. They gon' win the game. Say it again, that's verbatim. Intelligent, malevolent man. We heaven-sent when we can tort a pen. Bend your mind, then change space and time. Then get the win. I wear my letterman, no better man, friend. L-L. Livin' legends. Lettermen. L-l-livin' legend and I'll tell you why. L-L. Livin' legends. Lettermen. Hard, h-hard As hell. L-L. Livin' legends. Lettermen. L-l-livin' legend and I'll tell you why. L-L. It's reverie. Livin' legends. Lettermen. Hard, h-hard as hell. L-L is hard. Livin' legends. Is hard. L-L is hard. Everybody wanna be livin' legends. Livin', l-livin' legend. Livin', l-livin' leg-legend. Livin' legend and I'll tell you why. Livin' legends. Is hard as hell
Living Legends, Roots and Reverie — Lettermen
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