#Friendshipofdeath #Meandthereeper #Xanrelief #Russianroulette #UraniumandLegacy #Dealinwithdeath @Legacy_1 @Rapfamebest #Moderator_en @Moderator_en #bmbest #bmvideo #Rapfamebest #SYLA @Bmbest #battlemeapp #2k21 #2021fire #2021heat #2021 #bmgrind #featuredmaterial #rap #Bars #bmhiphop #rapfame #battleme Legacy Verse 1 This is the friendship of death and me The ecstasy the pills and the bottles filled till my neck would bleed Take another shot the exit wound just depression please Lesson being you should never test in me Check and see Perc 30s words blurry Then burn the leaves Work dirty turn 30 Then Plant a tree autopsy the corpse filled with that xan relief Bourbon and some grams of weed Turned me to a man of greed buried in the sand the plan to carry on Uranium Verse 1 Me and the reeper share a bond, I dealt with death my whole life long It’s a blessing I’m not gone, with all the shit that I’ve done wrong I hit 8 balls like billiards, me and death to familiar We close but ain’t together yet, Been close to my forever bed But always tend to lift my head, and dig myself up out the dread I’ve drank to near oblivion, took perks til I was shivering I fell back like a fade away, waiting for life to fade away But my clock ain’t run out, Russian roulette with a gun out Times up (Gun Shot), I stare into deaths eyes But think thoughts of my kids cries, and realize I gotta try The reeper got me in a sleeper, but I ain’t ready to die Ima keep pushing to the future, til I’m ready to fly Legacy Verse 2 So They compare the crimes this shit just like a paradigm this shit just like a pair of dimes Flipping My prison been confined in it My vision intertwined with it Why do I feel the need to talk a bunch shit war is cold like the Russians is give a fuck what you coming with only came with a summer mist You wouldn’t let it rain Though the clouds steady thundering Something aint correct in this Snap neck like the exorcist Brittle anorexic Bitches Talking like they next and shit You could call a pessimist Whatever you confessing shit All i know the pest will miss quick second I’m stepping in These Insects I’m fucking stepping on quick I been next suck a dick you get left in the sticks Neck of the woods if you step to me prick Uranium Verse 2 My trials and tribulations, were the cause of my pain, My style’s a creation, from the thoughts in my brain In poverty poppin pills, dealin with death and depression That’s why I spit wit aggression So when these haters on my dick, I don’t pay em no attention The devils in the detail, the streets made me feel In a shell like a sea snail, but the streets made me real So I shedded my shell, before I headed to hell Now I’m better and well, god embedded my cells Now I spit for an outlet, got my heart on my sleeve Like the arms to an outfit, til it’s my time to leave I’m a stay bein gods kid