street legend 8-15
1 hour? lol....

man i read sigs an status an all i be seeing be hypok-kracy//
legend of street, at age 14, an ya cant even serve a loss-ta-me//
u's a de-featable tendency, status quota set low, like ur server.. u low-latency//
quite blatent to me, beat me?, mus be craz-y, if i was a shoe u couldnt even lace-me//
Murdered, but i aint dumb, dun leave gloves in a bronc's trunk fo them to trace-me//
8-15 in one hour? dawg...for-real-i rap on u so hastley, u gotta run son,ta sell ur perfume junk at macy's//

street..member me an u.. used ta be in same-crew, but da otha's show'd ya no respect//
granted u a kid, but u seen my verse be ill, by now u oughta filled da concept//
ship wrecked, sinkin inta unknown waters bellowed by deep blue darkness of dis crypt i keep//
dun cry an weep, ur lines...pulled outta slum-filled trash ally heeps, pre-writtin by fagatistacal kreeps//

u's cheap, unwanted, Public branded version of lucky charms//
come to a fight wit CJ, i destroy u wit 2 banded arms//
nucliec structure's too deep fo da intalectuality of a pre-teen mature-ality//
nigga face it diss loss u feel but nada but supreme reality//
claimin otha-wise be a sin ta god em-self, mark 102 creatin words to disgrace a race by fallacy//