Eminem - Legacy Lyrics | Lyrics.com (2024)

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Tell me where to go, tell me what to doI'll be right there for youTell me what to say, no matter if it's trueI'll say it all for youI used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is fallingWhy am I so differently wired? Am I a martian?What kind of twisted experiment am I involved inBecause I don't belong in this worldThat's why I'm scoffing at authority, defying oftenFlying off at the handle with my mom, no dadSo I'm non complying at home, at school I'm just shy and awkwardAnd no I don't need no goddamn psychologistTrynna diagnose why I have all these underlying problemsThinking he can try and solve themI'm outside chalking up drawings on the sidewalkAnd in the front drive talking to myselfEither that or inside hiding often to going somewhere quietTrying not to be noticed because I'm crying and sobbingI had a bad day at school so I ain't talkingSome c***sucker shoved me into a f***ing lockerAnd he said that I eyeballed himAnd if you fall, I'll get you thereI'll be your savior fromAll the wars that are foughtInside your worldPlease have faith in my words'Cause this is my legacy, legacy, hereThis is my legacy, legacy, hereThere's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only seeThis is my legacy, legacyLegacy, legacyI used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is fallingWhy am I so differently wired in my nogging?'Cause sporadic as my thoughts come, it's mind boggling'Cause I obsess on everything and my mind is small s***Bothers me but now my father, he said sayonara and then splitBut I don't give a s*** I'm fine as long asThere's batteries in my Walkman nothing is the matter with meS*** look at the bright side at least I ain't walkingI bike ride through the neighborhood of my apartmentComplex on a ten speed which I've acquired parts that IFound in the garbage, a frame and put tires on itHeadphones on, straight ahead and kids tryin to start s***But if this is all there is for me life offersWhy bother even try and put up a fight, it's nonsenseBut I think a light bulb just lit up in my conscienceWhat about those rhymes I've been jottin'They are kinda giving me confidenceInstead of tryina escape through my comics,Why don't I just blast a little something like OnyxTo put me in the mood to wanna fight and write songs thatSay what I wanna say to the kid that said that I eyeballed himGrab hold of my balls like that's right fight's on b****Who would've knew from the moment I turned the mic onI could be iconic, and my conquest isIs word to Phife Dawg from a Tribe Called QuestThis is my legacy, legacy, hereThis is my legacy, legacy, hereThere's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only seeThis is my legacy, legacyLegacy, legacyI used to be the type of kid that would always think the sky is fallingNow I think the fact that I'm differently wired's awesome'Cause if I wasn't I wouldn't be able to workWords like this and connect lines like crosswordsAnd use my enemy's words as strengthTo try and draw from, and get inspired off em'Cause all my life I was told and taught I am not s***By you wack f***ing giant sacks of lying dog s***Now you shut up b****, I am talkingThought I was full of horses*** and nowYou f***ing worship the ground in which I am walkingMe against the world so what? I'm Brian DawkinsVersus the whole 0 and 16 Lions offenseSo bring on the Giants Falcons and Miami DolphinsIt's the body bag game b**** I'm supplying coffins'Cause you dicks, butt kiss, a bunch of Brian BaldingersYou gon die a ball licker I've been diabolicalWith this dialogue since 99 RawkusYou don't respect the legacy I leave behind y'all canSuck a dick, the day you beat me pigs'll fly out my a**And a flying saucer full of Italian sausageThe most high exalting and I ain't haltingTill I die of exhaustion inhale my exhaust fumesThe best part about me is I am not youI am me, I'm a fire marshall and this is myLegacy, legacy, hereThis is my legacy, legacy, hereThere's no guarantee, it's not up to me, you can only seeThis is my legacy, legacyLegacy, legacy

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Written by: Polina Goudieva, David Brook, Emile Haynie, Marshall Mathers

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