I rock the mic like it's my last chance to breathe

Display a level of skill you could only hope to achieve

Within this lifetime and I write rhymes that'll make marks

Shut the f**k up when I recite mines

State syllables on snares

Like bombs so I'm guaranteed to blow up

When I touch down on tracks

Watch your whole crew collapse

Like households then I introduce the crack

Black motherf**kers

Thinking it's dope time to shine

Lackluster blockbuster b-boys

Went Krush Groove and Beat Street

Now they think it's safe to drop styles on beat

I make them all retreat like back to back Halloweens

Destroy the following

Believing rap's the sport for spectators

How the f**k you supposed to blow up

Living Legends got the detonator

For all these bitch-ass record haters

So-called entertainers just rappers online

n***a this Mid-City on mine

From the town where bangin is life

F**k around get you ass gangstered for the mic

For the record there's too many niggas grabbin mics

For the record none of them is comin this tight

Ay for the record 4:27 this track

Ay for the record

The Living Legends always got my back

Ay for the record you want it

Go out and take that shit

And for the record

My crew had a show we ripped that shit

Ay for the record whenever this shit drops

Ay for the record

Just because you in the club you ain't hip-hop

I hit the spot givin up that index finger and thumb

To let you know where I'm comin from

Living Legends b***h don't act dumb

Cause some will wanna denounce the name

Some nerd-ass niggas without an ounce of game

Tape sounds the same as the rest of them

Murs ends the careers of the best of them

I mean this n***a starts battles in empty rooms

And after I consume my shadow

I'mma travel to your homestead

Blow you out in front of your own hedge

First fly off the dome like led in gunfights

F**k everything you done witcha whole life

After battlin me you'll only remember this one night

Play it over and over again in your mind like Bill Murray

In a hurry to escape but just to f**k wit'cha head

I put the shit to tape not just for you

But for every MC so you can peep where you at

And see where you need to be

Proceed with me

Through them underground catacombs

Where the Living Legends roam

Perfectin the techniques to speak

On phones type micro

Thinkin you buildin a reputation

Just perpetuatin the cycle

If all were fallin to the slang f**k with me

Take a bite out Self Destruction like

We're All in the Same Gang

You niggas can't hang

For the record you a b***h

We gonna treat you like a b***h

Ay for the record pick a style don't ever switch

And for the record

That whole tape you gave me was weak

And for the record

Next time you see me don't even speak

And for the record it's always freestyle never written

And for the record

Ay for the record this is only the beginning

And for the record the Legendary saga

Is never-ending

I'm from a crew of the most hated underrated

MC's on the planet yes I cram to understand it

And hopefully shed light

In a time when niggas is hopin on open mics

Instead of what they write

I compose prose to leave foes froze like Bobby Drake

Go below zero with the flow and never break

Ever make a man come to tears

After rippin his ass in front of his peers

That's the shit I live for

And that's why you live in fear

I'm the man known only as Murs

Makin you recognize and submit

After only one verse

Wake Up Show wouldn't play it

Even without the curse

You gotta kiss they ass first;

But I bet they stop

All that politickin after they get they ass kicked by Murs

My aim was never to play games

On some Parker Brothers shit

I've been on some dark and other shit

For a while now

The style now seems to be independent

And well connected

F**k that my family stay independent

And well respected

This shit's directed

To every n***a comin up short

When the cash gets collected

You can pick up this record

Wherever good music and true skill are still expected

Check it

Hey hey Murs Hey you remember me man

Hey you tore my ass in front of the club last week

Y'knahmsayin Hey hey check this out

You're the greatest

You're the dopest freestyler I've ever met

Hey can we do it again Check it out

Let's battle let's do it man

My friends they didn't believe me

They didn't know about it but I know you've got it

Hey Murs hey I I I I can't help but sayin it

You're so dope Murs