TradeMarc - The Legacy Continues

This is Trademarc
Quad-b the hottest underground rap group
I don't do it cause i want to i do it cause i have to
Striving fa perfection we flya than the Jetsons
Ya girl work the poles like she up for elections
I'm the initiator i'm the intimidator
I'm the watcher i let them boys know you a hater
And they gon listen ta me cause this is family sucka
So move out the way or get ran over muthafucka
Yeah as the legacy continues
I'm riding down the avenue and counting my revenue
Ain't nothin sweet it ain't neva been sweet
All my niggas loud but we can still hear a mouse squeak
It's weird like i can take it back ta 02'
Nothin else ta do we like what up on the booth
Skipping out on school shit i'd rather smoke a wake n bake
Getting bread the mic was like a oven couldn't wait ta bake
We gon do this our way hustle and stay outta trouble
Attitude like let's bubble till we got a lex bubble
Jeans sagging ta my knees hot boy timbos and rees
Nike air ones fitted hat white T and a gun
Impeccable swag these otha dudes mad
Cause we put they flow in a bag receptacle the trash
Shoutout ta the hatas you made us one of the greatest
Start spreading the news oh you ain't heard the latest
Hard work and dedication got me singing a new song
I promise that once i make it i'ma put my crew on
I'm proud of these boys the flow got betta ya heard
We can freestyle just pick any letter or word
Throw one at me i'ma catch it throw it back harder
2008 was a year harder but a year smarter
It's easy i can snap and do it for no reason
I critique my flow the critics they can't believe it
Everywhere we go
People wanna know
Who we are
So i tell them
It's Quad-b
As the legacy continues
It's Quad-b
As the legacy continues
It's Quad-b
As the legacy continues
As the legacy continues
You can check our history we never made a weak song
I was working on one song for four fuckin weeks long
Rest in peace man mans it's hard ta beleive you gone
If you was still here by now i know we woulda been on
Real talk it had my head spinning like a circus
When the kids run up ta the car rapping all our verses
From standing in the shadows how did we go wrong
To stop talking now and sound da alarms
I remember coming up with bond money for deuce
I remember spittin' rhymes at niggas they call a truce
I remember when niggas got caught bagging up o's
I remember when niggas had fought just ta get them shows
I remember them fools yeah my dudes was strapped up
I remember saying we gon make it cause we all rap but
We make beats to and if you ask me that's a gift
We spit that piff nigga
How you love that
Everywhere we go
People wanna know
Who we are
So i tell them
It's Quad-b
As the legacy continues
It's Quad-b
As the legacy continues
It's Quad-b
As the legacy continues
As the legacy continues
I swear i done gave these niggas five thousand fives
Cause i know our music gon bang till 5005
I'm married ta the game and yes i'm the beneficiary
I got enough rhymes ta ghostwrite for the cemetery
You heard what i said mufucka so say by now
It's like a bird on my hip i'm packin that thigh owl
Nigga guess who's bizack i'm still having fun wit it
I woulda quit but that wouldn't have been no fun would it
You know
Anyways i'ma stop right there
Fuck wit a real nigga
All i'm saying is you can't be mad at me for going hard for my squad
Quad-b jboys Quad-b jboys what
Nigga we up on everything
We coming from the hottest city around
Detroit stand up we up next
You can believe that
We all we got
I'ma take care of me you take care of you
Getting high everyday same spot on the block
Call us the champs nigga
Big block bizness boys

Written by:
Trademarc, Marcus Travics

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