Living Legendz?...nah...these bitches too scared to even battle...
Murdz talk so much shit its like he's eatin his own asshole...
Lyrical Mastamind and Black queen you dead fake like Ghost...
Ya co-leader needs to get an alias and creep in order to "cas" votes...
Drop disses but never mention me...must have got them feelin queasy...
These clowns could never touch R.A.W...cos we killin "em' Eazy"...
J-Dot...you aint hot...i could drop you with one bar believe me...
And you can fuck pen and paper...i write all ma lyrics on my pc...
Run these faggots backwards...they colder than a arctic dig...
I leave them feelin like the name of the guy in daubs' sig...
This dead man from Lubbock,Texas...aint they into rock n roll things...
Leave Ghost tryna fuck with phrost...like hockeys "cotton kings"*...
This is Raw aggression...theres no truth in the name that you pledgin...
And If you Ghost...then how the fuck can you be a "living" legend?...
Writes like a beginner...cant get past it...stretches his lines like elastic...
Dawg Ya rhymes far from phat...infact they almost close to aneorexic...
Young Dollar?...the only dollars that you get is for been a gay dancer...
Watch me Miskellaneously cut these tits down to size like cancer...
We faster than bullets...bitchez know Uzi already set the pace...
We tilt ya pockets for dollars while "robbin" ya...put a "bat" to waynes face...
Throw a punch at J-Dots avy...quickly wipe out his fuckin smile...
Fo real this crew aint hot..the only thing you "Liv-in" is denial...
*Cotton Kings is lubbocks hockey team...