Sick Rat & Concrete Cee - The Legend Continues (feat. Brother Gil) Lyrics

And so the legend is continued
One mind, one pen, one instrumental

From young wolf to alpha
Made my bones by challenging my elders
My Alka-Seltzer, the tunes I sell ya
Playing the compassionate cynic like Rich Belzer
Crushed crews to blood pools
Feel for Rap like for sluts, disgust but lust, too
Everything put in motion has kept rolling
Told'em call me International Cee, and now it's showing
Contacts beyond Rap, where would I be
Without complementaries cause it's all about teamwork
Trust the process, don't worry 'bout the outcome
You know I get it done, on my own or if featured
Damn your eyes, simple minds lack vision
Doubters fishing for replies, bye, I don't even listen
F*ck what they're missing, I'm dictacting the action
See plays before they happen, and play without a position

And so the legend is continued
One spirit, one blade, one instrumental

Stomp the ground with a sword drawn
Carve a line into the dust, adversaries bring it on!
Coagulated blood on an armor well-worn
Where I'm from, we don't clean plate mail, we raise hell
And bathe in the wails of those the blade severed
In two, it doesn't matter who's better than who
A schoolboy once deemed himself elite, but after the beating
It was clear he wasn't eligible
On numerous occasions my heart was tested
I've been intrepid through my efforts to pass through all dimensions
Brought back souvenirs as proofs, but you
Still maintain that I've been duped, well, the truth does sting
But, nonetheless, friend, this is your end
You previously forfeited chances to repent
I picked up your scent then followed your trail
Intent and preparation will always prevail

And so the legend is continued
One mind, one pen, one instrumental

Underrated, counted out and misunder
Stood, mind free as the skies we live under
Finding peace with yourself will make you feel younger
And still travel with unmitigated hunger
Leader by example and smart delegation
Passion for his craft, yet no lack of patience
Sharpened intuition and genuine care
Appreciation for the moment, it's here
And I daresay the next woman making her pitch to me
Is getting run home with the bases juiced
Walking off like a boss, broad go and take a pew
Ain't a damn thing I'm focused on but making my moves
I don't mean to offend you, but truthfully
I can glean from your eyes who you see, and it's not me
So have your pick of the litter and live
Happy ever after with your fourth place finisher

And so the legend is continued
One spirit, one blade, one instrumental