[Ghost1]

Ur a fat sloppy re re & embarassed ur fam since a pre teen
Ud have ur own mother roll in her grave just to cover it w/ creamcheese
Its ur fault shes dead. N that aint a type of disparagement
But w/ u for a son as life of her heritage she prolly died of embrassment
Ur a faggot fer real....an u ugly as fuck w/ that animal grill
So if u have a wet dream i hope it involves a bathtub & a handful of pills
Drug dealer? I aint buyin them lies neither u white tweaker
Ud see a live heater & bring the fuzz around the metal like pipecleaners
Actin like he flip raw, so i gotta pick apart this kids flaws
Watch me drag em thru the streets so quick theyd reinvent the rickshaw
U overtip a bitch to wait ur table & never bang her a-hole
if u ever see that fox n turner out its cuz ur too broke to pay your cable
Wen i get a rim job im swappin rari stocks at the bodyshop
If u talkin bout a rimjob its prolly followed by swallowing bukake shots
Im sick of the lies too, i kno where u gettin ur lines dude
When u see this bitter snake bite n bars it aint no whiskey & lime juice
U sneak round dead vets archives for lines too often killer
This flatfoot goes to tiptoe thru their gravesite like the moonwalk in thriller
NBL Top punches, has he ever had a quote? Answer-nope.
Cuz every week they cut ur words out the mag like a fuckin ransom note
BA pic title? No matter how much u cry u never gon get it.
So next time u try to take the beltway i hope u die in a head on collision
This pinkslips a headshot now leave ur cellar b4 ur legs rot
Next time u in a basement starin at threads'll be in a pakistani sweatshop