Legend in the Making - Mads Veslelia

Yah don’t have a clue who’s in your face and

Leave the floor shaking, legend in the making

Why would you cowards and all you sour seeds

Shouting for nothing, I see MC’s just counterfeit

What town is this, I don’t know — south or east?

But I write a piece, spark light in these dark nights and shit

I got a mouth to feed and I might defeat the dynasty that privately

Go hide the real, but the irony is society tryna silence me and I rightfully

make honesty my prodigy

No privacy and no poverty in my family can silence me, 'cause I’ma fucking

rebel of the underground

I ain’t picking no locks, nah, kicking doors down

Bitch, I’ma legend in the making (x6)

Yah don’t have a clue who’s in your face and

Leave the floor shaking, legend in the making

They want me to stay quiet

Want me to pray right

Want me to spray lies and faint signs

They told me to fake shine

Told me escape science

Stay in your lane, slide

To ape-mind

Apply to the fame side

Reshape and remain shy

Refrain from the sane side

That ain’t hot

Champagne cover pain, try

Makeover, gain, buy

I cannot stay, nah, I save Ryan

So fuck all these lame guys

A flock with no aim high

Get bucked by the same guy, that can’t fly

Bitch, I’ma legend in the making

Paratroopers, insane shooters, no fake shit

I’ma part of a plan, you fucking basic

I belong to the squad, we are the greatest

We dived out from the plane, aiming for heinous

Courageous and nameless, but now we’re turning famous

Bitch, I’ma legend in the making (x6)

Yah don’t have a clue who’s in your face and

Leave the floor shaking, legend in the making