5 Minutes of Doom (Comin' From the Legion)

Yeah, muthafuckas It's time for the real Legion of Doom Buddah Man, tell em we ain't havin it [ Buddah Man ] Yeah, silly rabbit Fuck that shit We ain't havin that this year This is comin straight from the Bean, knawmean? And we ain't havin that [Name] Street live, muthafucka Hey yo, Rhome, man, won't you drop that shit [ VERSE 1: Tony Rhome ] Yo, here we go again On the strenght of L.O.D. I kick facts, and Some are the reasons that I stay strapped in Deal with the jealousy, bullshit, tryin to rush the stage While I'm kickin a rhyme that's gonna get me paid I got niggas who got my back while I tour What's up, hold up, you can never fuck with the 4 Cause if you try to step, then my niggas gonna step too Listen to the way I bring this, cause you might face the whole crew Huh, and we'll be like 20 deep So that's 20 muthafuckas comin straight from the streets Nevertheless you been warned Cause yo, I'm speakin up for my parts, and if you step, then it's on And there'll be no holdin back Niggas in gold and black Who know nothin but dope and straps And it's never for no reason So prepare yourself, cause it'll be comin straight from the Legion [ VERSE 2: Mass Murderer Mike ] It's one of them niggas from the Brick Packin a Tec, and quick to blast it (A [Name] Street bastard) Sendin niggas to a casket 915s, my g-a-n-g makin noise Us niggas from the Brick now wreckin shit with the (Badd Boyz) Step to my crew, you get your dome flown and blown I'm part of the Legion, so mutahfuckas shoulda known That a nigga will back up, we pack, son Now make room for Mass Murderer Mike Straight from the Legion of Doom (No question) [ VERSE 3: Big Roscoe & Mody ] Big Roscoe's on his goal while I fuck around Rippin niggas in half and tearin shit up when I go down So let a nigga stroll Cause niggas like to mow Roll and throw, screamers Hummin from my bitch Nina Now Legion's in the house, so feel the violence My Ace file up when I'm rollin with the muthafuckin black talents Cause if you're cruisin for a brusin, then you're schemin for a beamin Niggas done represented the G, but this one's for the Legion [ VERSE 4: Kool Gsus ] This is the Gsus Kool Not the old or the new, I'm just straight up school Cause niggas be soundin like dumbo So I exit all the mumble-jumble Cause I'm good at makin dumbo-gumbo I makes you crumble You had the ball, but fumbled My Mac carries a rumble Makin MC's tumble I hates a faker as far as I can see em So if you be him, then you get lynched by the Legion [ VERSE 5: Fly Ty ] I think you better make way for the joint, punk Fuck around with the sound and get the head shrunk It was a real bad move to stick your crew in, shit's gettin ruined When you're fuckin with my boys, with the Bruins Who you're think you're foolin? Not Ty How really gotta die before I really get fly? Hittin all sides with the slides, and I'm leavin Everybody's doomed, comin straight from the Legion (Hey yo, this is Raydog I'm not here right now Just leave your name and your number Out) (Hey yo, Dog, man, this is Beef My bro, what happened, man? We ain't goin out like that Yo, we gots the shit, man Hey yo, I'ma call Tone Then I get back with you, man Out) (Yo man, this is the second time I call you, man Get up, man, get up) [ VERSE 6: Raydog ] Hey yo, I be a nigga that you never could figure With a dog on his chest and a stolen Trooper's vest I represent a pack of niggas that'll kill quick Like that, so suckers better get the fuck back I bet you thought the Dog would never get another turn But I'm the flame-thrower, so muthafuckas burn You probably thought RSO's deep, well, you're right We'll hit you up somethin fierce in a gunfight [ VERSE 7: Tangg The Juice ] Hey yo, Tangg's the ruffneck with the Tec hangin out the window When they sleep on the T, smoke em like the endo Niggas'll know when I pull, the whole patrol drop pants On your blocvk with the Glock, nigga, that might be yo ass So yo, don't ever call a nigga lazy Cause all the B.P.D. know we all crazy Cause everyday up in my hood it be the season for squeezin Trust me, we'll be comin out the muthafuckin Legion [ VERSE 8: E-Devious ] Yo, we the Legion, but they labelled us the gangbang thugs Who do nothin more than shoot shit and sell drugs Mad niggas who do a lotta cursin Strapped down with automatics on they person With attitudes like: 'I don't give a fuck about you Cause you don't give a fuck about me, gee' That's how it is, yo, shit don't never be right That's why we cross a gun with a mic So I ain't makin friends, so fuck sayin 'what up' Cause I pull my pump, and then I blow your gut up So watch it when you talk shit, cause if I flip I be on some old _King Of New York_ shit And ain't nothin nice about that Cause my crew is much deeper than Top Cat's Huh, I'm E-Devious, never leavin shit alone Word to Doom, it's comin from the Legion, homes