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Intro: Melachi The

Yo this is the Nutcracker,
I got my mine Lil Dap, and my man from Gang Starr
With my man DJ Premier on the
So sit back, and hold your
And the legacy of street knowledge

Once again, it's the gang the Group Home
watch out we two
Little niggas, bustin out on your ass, in the new
Using new chrome, to settle and cop a new home
Realest history, time to this victory
Mastermind, one of a kind, that's why chick stick to me
And sick to me, the way my melts the track
Giving fifty lashes, puttin welts in your backs
Why you all that, I'mma dap in the hoopdy
Plottin on your weirdos, 'cause most of y'all are male
Throw you some panties, for you femenine
Im flippin on you, fuck my gentleman
I'm gettin bent and then ride, straight to you rest
Vigilante shots, thunder going to you vest
So anger, but you thought you knew me best
We legacy, and yo I'm thankful to be blessed (*echo*)

Chorus: Melachi The Nutcracker, (repeat 1.5X)

Superior, all soldiers are
With unsure, and the fools shall face punishment
We infatrate the premicise, y'all prejudice
We livin legacy, real niggas will us

<<"Hold It Down">> - Inspectah

{Lil
Uh, see love is stronger then
Now niggas, open your eyes and swap you
All niggas think that they fly
The sounds the streets, make my brain and unique
And Lil Dap will knock ya dead ass of feet
My legend speaks for itself, from the ambitious
be dissing, trying to my ass out of prison
Feel I feel, in the street you know shit is real
You the deal, and natural fact you gotta pack steel
But in the days, you couldn't even act like that
You can get slapped, reactin on lyrics like
My legacy is long, an Acura Live John, just begone
Vibin the ghetto with bombs
watch out, you heard the horns from Brook-lan
But sacrifice my arm just for the of hip hop
To your beef? A leader not a follower
Check me out, The Legacy baby, no doubt, no doubt, no

2X

I'm sorry, is all you to say
'cause your bitch ass can't come around the way
This form of hip hop, drip drops
From my mind to the wax, spiritual canetic
Can't turn me off and on with a
I'm too clever, my sever, never
Rumors that O.G. was was up, nah I live for ever
Born royal blood, The we trensetters

Dap}
Yo, you me, me and my East New York representatives
Battle scars, you figured niggas who we are
Remember back in the days when the club to rock
Be the shit that strong rhymin, have you shook and
'cause these were the days, you couldn't lay you with chains
Now watch lanes, try to pick with my brain
So check my undertoke, watch you suck ass up, yo
Me and The Nutcracker, and we on the go

1.5X

<> - Inspectah
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