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Legacy
HookTell me where to go, tell me what to doI'll be right there for youTell me what to say, don't matter if it's trueI'll say it all for you[Verse 1: Eminem]I used to be the type of kidwould always think the sky is fallingWhy am I so differently wired? I a martian?What kind of twisted experiment am I involved inBecause I belong in this worldThat's why scoffering authority, defined oftenFlying off [...] to handle it with mom, no dadSo I'm non complying at home, at schoolI'm just shy and awkwardAnd no I don't need no goddamn psychologistTrynna diagnose why I have all these underlying problemsThinking he can try and solve themI'm outside chalking up joints on the sidewalkAnd in the front drive talking to myselfEither that or inside hiding often to going somewhere quietTrying not to be noticed because I'm crying and sobbingI had a bad day at school so I ain't talkingSome cocksucker shoved me into a fucking lockerBecause he said I eyeballed him[Bridge]And if you fall, ill get you thereI'll be your savior from all the wordsthat are inside your worldPlease have faith in my wordsBecause... this is my legacy, legacy, ehhThere's no guarantee, it's not up to me lookingThis is my legacy, legacyI used to be the type of kid would always thinkthe sky is fallingWhy am I so differently wired I[Verse 2: Eminem]I used to be the type of kid would always thinkthe sky is fallingWhy am I so differently wired? I a Nogging?Cuz' sporadic as my thoughts come its mind bogglingCuz I obsess on everything and my mind it's small shitBothers me but now my father he said cyanoiraand split but I don't give a shit. I'm fine alongas theirs batteries in my Walkmannothing is the matter with meShit look at the bright side at least I ain't walkingI bike ride through the neighborhood of my apartmentcomplex on a ten speed whichI've acquired parts I found in the garbagea frame and put tires on it, headphoneson straight ahead and gives a *** shit, but if thisTry and put up a fight's nonsense, but i thinkWhat about those rhymes I've been jottin'Instead of tryina escape through my comics, why don't ITo put me in the mood to wanna fight and write songs thatSay what I wanna say to the kid that said that I eyeballed himGrab hold of my balls like that's right fight's on bitchWho would've knew from the moment I turned the mic onI could be iconic, and my conquest is worth to fight
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