Legacy

Yeah… royal ties, royal pain

Bloodline built off fire, listen—

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My brother the Prince of Persia, desert flame in his eyes

Palace walls hold the echoes when his spirit arrive

Jon an op, yeah a cop, but he move like a don

Put that good dick on a woman, leave her hooked, then he gone

He patrol like a shadow, but he flex in the night

Half law, half outlaw, keep it sharp, keep it tight

From the sand to the street, every story’s a fight

Prince of Persia with the power, Jon gon’ strike on sight

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Then it’s Nick, tryin’ to live, tryin’ hard to survive

Every day another battle, but he still stay alive

He was ridin’ through the city, saw the flash of the lights

Got that Audi, barely made it, man, he fought for his life

From the jungle to the block, he been carryin’ pain

But the crown in his reach, he been stuck in the rain

Now the King of Nigeria, stand tall with the pride

Through the struggle and the fire, he came out, still alive

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Now me, no pussy credentials, I don’t fake, I don’t bend

Syrian Siberian, cold steel to the end

Make you catch a case of delirium if you cross my line

Heartbeat racin’, cold sweats, lose control of your mind

I’m credentials off scars, never needed the show

I’m the heir to the throne, let the whole world know

From Persia to Nigeria, yeah, the legacy mine

Crown heavy on my skull, but it’s perfectly fine

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Fuck with me, you gon’ catch a case of excited delirium

Heartbeat racin’, no doctor alive can be curing ’em

Jon the op, Nick survived, whole line imperial

Syrian Siberian, too cold, ethereal

Crown so heavy, but we carry it superior

Move with the gods, everything else… trivial

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Yeah, Jon an op, Nick alive in the Audi

I’m the throne’s last rider, can’t nobody out me

No pussy credentials, just thrones in the night

Syrian Siberian—cross me, end your life