3:16

3: 16 - Muse

Left me standin' here

On this lonely street to cry

This is a Living Legends Justice League

Definitive Jux production

Brought to you by 9th Wonder and Murs

What up though Still givin' a f**k so

Open up your changer and get ready to dump those

Disc of the dudes that be soundin' the same

They get up on TV steady clownin' for fame

Disrespectin' ancestors that was bound in them chains

But I'm around in the game so thangs is bound to change

I'm tryin to walk that thin line between intelligence and ignorance

Have a little fun while makin' music of significance

A nemesis to niggaz just bumpin' they gums

I give a f**k where you from it's where your heart at b**ch

You gon' bite little doggie or just bark that sh*t

A slave to the rhythm 9th spark that whip

'Cause my heart can't quit I got something to say

'Cause these niggaz wanna act NWA

Niggaz wit' artillery and nothin' to spray

Just some non right assholes with nothin' to say

That's right motherf**kas

Old salty a** sideways a** motherf**kas

Y'all f**ked up now huh Murs get 'em

I'm from where we leaving

Running and we hop outta cars

Jump out and beat you down in some new All stars

No stars and stripes just bars and pipes

And niggaz just start shootin'

They too hard to fight

I'm scarred for life and charge this mic with bars of fright

Dare any one of you frauds to bite

I'm raw as life with loss of wife and causin' strife

Spittin' sharp wit like I floss with knives

Not contrived or conceited on your radio repeated

I'm elitist and I leave this Red Hot like Kiedis

I'm a Californicator and a street narrator

Steady runnin' rappers down until they meet their maker

Concrete caretaker to these weak imitators

They a screech to my Slater

Piece of beef to a gator

Or the heat versus Lakers

I'ma speak to ya later

And let 9th take me out with techniques and a fader

What's wrong wit y'all man

The f**k is y'all thinkin' bout

Damn them motherf**kas is lame man

Get ya sh*t right man

I'm from the home of Double K

Nothin' but trouble gang

KWS's LTS's OFA's

And every other crew that used to rack cans and spray

And mob the RUD before the MTA

So don't hate what I say or talk down when I bust mine

Tryin' to make some green like the Culver city bus line

I'm unsigned and hyped

Dump mines on site

This Living Legend gang what you punks rhymin' like

I combine with 9th sickest with these beats