Sage Arington - Define the Legacy (Lyrics)

🎵 Sage Arington - Define the Legacy (Lyrics)
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🎤 Lyrics: Sage Arington - Define the Legacy

(Spoken)
Turn the mic up a little bit.
Yeah.
Right there.
History isn't written by the ones who stay quiet.
It’s written by the ones who refuse to stop.
Watch this.

[Verse 1]
He sits in the basement, soundproofing on the wall
Ignoring every text, ignoring every call
While the city sleeps soundly, he’s awake with the ghost
Chasing down a rhythm that matters the most
He isn't looking for a handout, or a fast pass to fame
He’s looking for the concrete to cement the frame
See, everybody talks loud when the camera is on
But where do they go when the daylight is gone?
He’s stitching up the fabric, every snare, every kick
While the clock on the wall goes tick, tick, tick
He builds it from the ground up, dirt on his hands
So when he finally speaks, the whole world understands.

It takes one shot to start it, two hands to build it
Three years of starving just to say that you killed it
Four quarts of blood and sweat dropped on the floor
To leave ‘em screaming your name and begging for more!
Yeah, begging for more!
To leave ‘em screaming your name and begging for more!

[Verse 2]
Check the resume, the pages are torn and frayed
From the miles that we walked and the dues that we paid
They look at the shine, but they don't see the rust
They don't taste the iron, they don't breathe in the dust
It’s a funny thing, really, when you come from the back
And you lap the competition on the inside track
I keep the circle tight, no room for the snakes
I keep the vision clear, no room for mistakes
So when you ask how we did it, how we carry the weight?
We just showed up early while you were showing up late.

[Verse 3]
Yo, put me in the ring, I’m coming out swinging
I drown out the noise that the critics are bringing!
They say I’m too rough? I say they too soft!
I’m the engine running hot that they can’t turn off!
I set the booth on fire, then I walk through the smoke
This ain't a hobby for me, kid, this ain't a joke!
I chew up the rhythm and I spit out the truth
I’m the hunger of the veteran, the fire of youth!
You want the title? Come and take it from me
But you better bring an army if you stepping to we!
Styles of Beyond, yeah we crossing the line
We define the legacy, we redefine the grind!

[Chorus]
It takes one shot to start it, two hands to build it
Three years of starving just to say that you killed it
Four quarts of blood and sweat dropped on the floor
To leave ‘em screaming your name and begging for more!
It takes one shot to start it, two hands to build it
Three years of starving just to say that you killed it
Four quarts of blood and sweat dropped on the floor
To leave ‘em screaming your name and begging for more!

[Verse 4]
And the funny thing is, the money doesn't matter
It’s the silence in the room, not the chit and the chatter
It’s that moment when the kid in the back starts to nod
And realizes he can be a king, not a fraud.
We do it for the craft, we do it for the crew
So the question isn't what we did... it's what you gonna do?

[Outro]
Yeah.
Define it.
Build it.
Own it.

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