order! order! order!nnLucky:nWelcome to the meeting of the mindsnLiving Legends, Visionariesnman it's timen(introduction first) Luckynmy design gets traced out of state nat a place crews wish to run the pathnbut they lose, when the shoes don't fitnyou can't force 'emnunique, every person on this track is a testament nto the crowds getting bashednin fact, for lack of a better termnthey better turn their shows up a knotchnwhen we all up in the spotnconstant around the clocknto jock is not an issuenbe glad we never dis younbe mad, they filling tissues with tearsnof metiocracies, oddities, monopoliesncontrolling the scene with the topical teamsnnLORD ZEN:nbe a man in the middle of two mirrors reflecting na legend w/ vision projectionnlike the center, I'm a Benihananin fact, got something in commonnSoulquarium to Compton's most wantednShahman's healing musicngot 'em dealing music out of the trunknon the global for all the young hopefulsndon't get it twisted nthe mystic wouldn't miss thisnfor all the biscuits in grandmama's kitchennthis is a regular event onstagenthe first session, no question, naffecting the airwavesnbomb show, end of daynthe next in the wake of the dark statenand the arts sharper imagenthat glows in the darkest limitsnstars infinite, scars replenishnmissing link for the Darwinistsnno one knows how large this isnparlor kids you never thought of hit the market...nnELIGH::nDefinitely on top of my game when I'm in firing range nlike my last name was Bryant from the top of the key with buckets of changendon't wanna be different, but fuck it I'm strangenwith luck it'll stay the samenunless you're willing to change around your stereo to ((surround))npitching from the mound tonight is Elighn115 mile per hour soundnfastball hound and all around maniac of the mindnplay me back and you'll find that I'm laid back nbut inclined to be grade A with the rhyme stylenwith patterns in rhymes of passionnlines are passing optical like bullet trainsnpulling veins out the arm nredirecting the blood flow to the brainnman, I cut flows so insanenIt's impossible to explain...nnKEYKOOL:nWe're all in the same gang doing our own thingnrock shows, studios, promote, the whole shebangnself trained, self taught, self suffecientnwe felt pain, stepped up, kept the missionnrunning with my Visionary brethrennthe Legendary cousins got the underground buzzingnThe hard heads still can't understandnwhy our crews got so many damn fansnstanding with their arms crossed at shows nfans start to mosh, get popped in the nosenat shows you get what you deservenyou want the truth? nStep up and get served...nnSUNSPOT JONZ:nSunspot's gonna rock the whole house down nLegends underground where the dope shit's found naway from mainstream clownsnwho couldn't last a fuckin' round up against menthey couldn't last a fuckin' round against these MCsnyou think you the man like Alicia Keys?nor do you have a God complex like Bruce Almighty? nthen try me, napply this free sample ass whooping nightlynto your whole crew tightlynI hold the mic like a wallet at a pick pocket convention, lightlynsleeping, anything can happennwe creeping in this hole heedin' deep in the lightnfreakin', trapped like a wild animalnas a eatin seaping wrath from my lipsnlike saliva from an unbeaten mountain cat nback to make a kill todaynkeeping the wack scared like giselles fearing attackn'cause they couldn't take the last sip from the main-stream (watch yo back!)nn2MEX::nBackpackers of the world unitenLiving Legends, Visionariesnlive underground show tonightnif you're alive and you're feelin' alrightnthen you already know that West Coast HipHop's in control of the nightnwho do you play on a team of all starters?ntrue to the game MCs, lazerbeams, and raw martyrsnAerlex, Superkill to Lizabeth wordn2mex uses his skills to fill his breathnstalking the streets, talking the hip hop heat nrocking the beats to One-man, walk-man wop, and Swap meetneven got the sweaters in mediumnletters reak of chronic and heliumnhit a verse like you hit a 40 and then your worst fallnfirst to put 40 down on a fuckin' Murs doll! nHip hop won't stop, because I thought sonpeace to my favorite Legends Aesop and Bicasso! - wordnnMURS::nQuit calling us the West Coast Wu-Tangnwe just a click of MCs that rip shows and do thangsnwho bang? Who ride? High sidenprovide you with a little bit, fresh off the griddle shitnbest cats to fiddle wit' when the show is gettin' rippednstill tryin' to get a grip, go on! nittit, nittit, Shit!nya'll is never gettin' with the heat that we spittin' withnNolan Ryan fastball, nya'll just some underhand softball, slow pitch nmy balls; yo' bitchnthere Murs go again, aw naw, oh shit! nSomebody shut him up. Fuck ya'll! That's what's upnon my medication, steady pacin' going nutsnWhat!? It's Visionaries, Living Legends throw it upnthat's vatos locos somos pocosnpero my vocals make it sound like I'm 20 deepnin a league of my own just like NBA Streaks...nnLMNO:nWe are livin' the vision nprojecting soul as mechanical musiciansnlooking for buttons to push, I'm voice activatedncreating off of love not being aggrivatednfools saturate it but they still ate itngreed infatuated, more lands invadednwe keep it integral, we're not all over the placenwe're general, led the blindnnot as a fame attemptnfelt the words go forth immediately wentnask me where I'm from I'll say my childhoodnI leave meaning plus I'm always up to good...nnGROUCH:nI'm a Legendary, Visionarynnot an heir, resist a very closenthis my sanctuary, thank you verynpost thank to barrynI'm most crankin'nsongs so stankin' the claps slap like a spankin'nact like you thinking permanantnranking and determined to be learning with me and confirming itngerminate the seed, de-vermin the great field nI'm out in to yield fresh crops sprouting nownat the base of the mountain, plownwe facing a drought, and a child needs water to grownif there's no nutrients in your flow nsoon as you get it out, we spit it outnshow you the doornOh, you know more nor less, just beat itnI never show up to a game uncleatednI just lead it, ready, came heatednand me, I'm undefeatednfeed it to your folks 'cause they need it...nnDANNU::nInspirations whether negtative or positivenlive and let live, let it out, it's all younhere to get you throughnour Rhetmatically designed, high intelnwho deal rhymatory to deep signsnhard times is spreading just like AIDSnVisionaries Living Legends read the mind of the agenbrain-thought, can't stop, come together hip hopnno plots can read time, the pace of eternityncall it a gathering 'cause certainly the circles gotten bigger, it's a matter thing,hear the shatteringsnhigh in the ladder, wings form a wishful flightnno sonar can track the Beat Junkies tonightnif you want the rush, here we are, how does it sound?nheavy foot the floor, leave more prints on the groundnCali homegrown, naturally we vibenas we takin' it to a further new worldwidennAESOP::nDangerous potential like a loaded gunnheld by the chosen onenI grab and hold this mic shining like the golden sunnaim at those who run this country like some swollen thumbsnso stiff, won't give up none, so we come in firing nlights camera action Rhettmatic beats my siren (woop, woop)njust dedicated to those who fill out attack like parapalegicsn?? wheelchairs get stuck with they knees bent searching for rhyming, I'm all aligningnLegendary raps over Visionary tracksnhandicapped listeners listen, here's the 4-1-1 on thatnno wackness, pure fiction in my diction no acting just action packed we rollin down the map with raw raps...nn(rhettmatic scratches)n**it's magic when the 8 splashes, so magicaln**it's magic when the 8,8 splashes, all magicaln**it's magic when the 8 splashes, spectacularn**it's magic when the 8* splashes!