who say legends never return

Yo, I step in the scene, it’s raw like the streets, Biggie flow, heavyweight, feel the bass in your beats, Came from the struggle, where the hustle don’t sleep, Dreams in the gutter, but the vision runs deep. Pockets empty, but my mind's on the rise, Spitting truth in the booth, no disguise, From the corner to the throne, watch me claim my prize, Got that Brooklyn grit, see the fire in my eyes. Late nights, hard fights, still I’m stacking my chips, Life’s a gamble, every move, gotta watch for the slips, Enemies lurking, but I’m tight with my clique, In this game of survival, gotta stay slick. Rhymes hit hard like a fist to the chest, Biggie taught me how to turn pain into finesse, So I lace up my kicks, let the rhythm confess, In the city of dreams, I’m just chasing the best