Crime Legacy - Tragedy

Long live the Mahdi, 2−5 the Arab Nazi

Hydraulic stash wood grain dash where the Glocks be

Older God is back shutting down microwave rap

Serving the game wit that gourmet, exotic hood tray

Guerilla rap, when I strike is like combat

Aristocrat, Ghetto Diplomat

In fact I ride hard like 300 Spartans flying carpets

Israeli gun, vultures eating on their dead carcass

King Solomon swagga, Purple Heart violent, keep my grass low

Venomous snakes will hold daggers

I’m a champion, title hold and soul controller

Ayatollah when I roll up challenge any team of solo

Hardcore, heart so soft, fly women adore

Slang Cadillac doors when I touch the floor

Roll out the red carpet, Queens is who the FEDS target

Emaculate G’s, Crime Legacy in your market