Текст песни Legend - Harrowgrove , Wormtooth

He keep a stutter in his step, too much gutter bin in his breath
And I'm a huddled nervous wreck until the server brings the check
I been putting em in their place as I muddle through conversations
Now face it the beast slamming down slanted lamentations
If you're sated by speech slangin' I'll tell you the chief slaying it
Kiss his feet and keep hating no debating it
Bait and switch flows kicks clothes and they got me
Hate to pick roles got the ghost getting cocky
When these bros think Poe see the poem as a hobby
Nah the beast bleeds hot coals and coffee
Got me papi? Now there's no excuses
Useless worthless when the search is fruitless
Got that rust rap music that'll knock you toothless
Give 'em his dues kid cause his words is ruthless

Takes a man to make a king
What's a king without his crown?
Turn a man into a legend legend legend legend now
Takes a man to make a king
What's a king without his crown?
Turn a man into a legend legend legend legend now

Everything I do
And you hold on to
Everything you strive to be
And if what I do
You can't see me through
You can be the one to go

I've been here and I've been there
You know that I'll never care
All the things that I have seen
Is the thing that you would know
All the same things that we see
All those cliches, tried to be
All the time will still be runnin' runnin' runnin' out on you

I speak fluent I'm doing it for the rush
Bang the tools truer than two of you could've touched
Keep his blues. Judas keep his moolah on the hush
Are your scopes broken need a moment to adjust?
Ready to make a move do you get it I'm breaking through
Took a minute to get it straight, but I did it so take two
I make music, fake druid with great tunes
I aim true as hell, the pain will abate soon
The beast croons feeling lucid as hell
I got a brain full of rumors I maneuver to sell
I got a vile and cracked tumor in my future as well
From the bile and black humors that I use in my spells.
Blue blooded ghoul running the flock
Dude suffer fools not and they must've forgot
I don't know why the cold demon sold me this plot
But I'll keep on hoping for the fever to drop

Takes a man to make a king
What's a king without his crown?
Turn a man into a legend legend legend legend now
Takes a man to make a king
What's a king without his crown?
Turn a man into a legend legend legend legend now

Fled from hell to the belly of the beast
Never well rested he seldom sleeps
Sleep is for the wicked with their liquor to keep
They ain't know he was a fiend till they dance with the Breach