THE LEGACY.


CATCH ME IN THE CLUB, SIPPIN' ON THAT PATRON, REMINISCENT OF OUR ANCESTORS
DRINKING 'YAC AT HOME.
AS I WOULD SAY, WE ARE THE FORTUNE OF OUR FATHERS, SOME WOULD SAY THAT
WE ARE THE MISTAKE OF OUR MOTHERS.
SEE THEM ALL LIKE SHEEP, THE HERD THAT REJOICE OVER THEIR ADVERSARY'S DEFEAT.
THE FLOCK OF ENVY.
THOUGH THEY THINK THEY KNOW OUR LIMITS, THEY WILL NEVER KNOW OUR PAST.
THEY WILL NEVER SEE OUR FUTURES.
UNABLE TO DREAM, THEY ARE BLIND TO OUR POTENTIAL.
DISABLED TO OUR SUCCESSES.
WE ARE THE DIAMONDS IN THE ROCKS THEY PASSED FOREVER AGO.
WITH DRINK IN HAND, AND THE SOUND OF DRUMS, I LOSE MYSELF IN YOUR INFLUENCE.
MY PAIN SUBSIDES, I SEE THE LIGHT, THE DANCEFLOOR CLAIMS ME THROUGH THE NIGHT.
DISCOVERING MYSELF AGAIN THIS TIME.
MY LIPS NOW PRESSED AGAINST YOUR NECK, WITH GUN IN HAND, I KEEP IN CHECK MY FOES WHO
WISH UPON US DEATH.
THEIR LOSS IS WHAT I DO EXPECT.
MY TONGUE NOW PLACED UPON YOUR BREAST WE FIND OUR WAY TO LOVER'S NEST, UNKNOWING OF WHAT
MAY HAPPEN NEXT, YOU PLEAD ME TO SAVE YOU FROM THE MESS.
YOUR SAVIOUR.
A HOLD ON ME, YOUR HANDS, YOUR EYES, YOUR MOUTH- THEY HAVE.
SO FOR YOU I COULD RULE THIS WORLD, COULD SAIL YOU TO THE ENDS OF EARTH,
AND DO IT AGAIN, FOR YOU MY GIRL.
AND IN MY ROOM, I CAN FIND YOU... ANYWHERE. LOOKIN' HERE, LOOKIN' THERE.
FROM OUR WINDOW, WE SEE THE "ENVY" HERD THAT WANNA BE: YOU, ME. THEY WISH THEIR HATE
WAS KILLING ME.
WHEN WE MAKE LOVE WE LEAVE BEHIND A GUNSHOT FIRED INTO THE SKY. INCREDIBLE IS
THE BEDLIGHT BLAST, THE BEDROOM FIRE THAT WE BOTH CAST, WILL FOREVER BLOW MY MIND- ALMOST LIKE
LOVING "BACK-IN-TIME".
I HEAR THEM SHOUT "IZ HOOK ME UP", LIKE THEY ASSUME YOU CAN'T BE MINE.
THEY SEE ME AS A FREAK OF LIFE, THEY YELL IT LOUD INTO THE NIGHT.
THUS WHY YOU'RE GIVEN ANGEL WINGS- SO WE CAN FLY, JUST YOU AND I.
WE ARE THE SAME, WE ARE A MATCH, WE ARE A PAIR, LIKE GEMINI.
AND HERE WE STAND AS YOU CAN SEE, DESPITE ALL OF THEIR TENDENCIES,
WITH ALL THEIR YEARS OF TESTING ME, THEY CAN'T CLAIM MY INTEGRITY.
I WILL NOT SUCCUMB TO DEFEAT, THOUGH YOU BEG ME TO LET IT BE,
I CAN'T SHAKE OFF MY DESTINY... TO LEAVE BEHIND THIS LEGACY.
I TURN AROUND TO VIEW MY PAST- A WINDY ROAD OF SHATTERED GLASS, 808'S, SNARES AND
HI-HATS, FOES I'VE CRUSHED AS HATERS PASS.
THIS PEN AND PAD ARE MY REVENGE, THE BEATS I MAKE ARE "HATERS' END",
CONTINUING TO SMIRK THEY WONDER WHEN... MY "VICTORY" WILL COME TO THEM?
WE WILL NOT SUCCUMB TO DEFEAT, THOUGH THEY BEG ME TO LET THEM BE,
WE CAN'T SHAKE OFF OUR DESTINY... TO LEAVE BEHIND OUR LEGACY.


ISRAEL.