im a delinquent a criminal sicialy unfitable
complex like a ridla
swift to get rid of ya
lilkdog you eint got style i pity ya
push you of the game
you da only one to blame
you eint no good get that in yo mind frame
why are fake bitches tryin to rap like pac
they think they shit's hot but
tell the its not
in this hood i do hear gun shots
everyone at my crib cause its the only computer on the block
fuck your cracker hard rock
i live the life of hard knock
what other fuckin mc wana hear my glock pop

bitch ill top that dressed in khakiz wit a scarf on my neck/ keep postin in this shit an u will get cut like taxes on your check/ u need to show respect whenever my name brought up/ so many slugz inter ya body it make u think 50 didnt even get shot up/ az 4 the bitch gettin outta line/ misfit ya bitch come at me sidewayz again an u dyin/ u fake azz child molestin bitch/ tryna sting me but just my finger got an itch/ next thang u gon be iz tha smell in an area rug causin a stinch......

bitch post rite an get ya mind rite

ok we got a ghost 354 least he aint the host writin lines that poor,
u probably make more money as a goona on tha door,
while u watchin King JT rawing leave all yall hoars saw and cryin,
bitch wiv me its like u diein, i dont need to dig no knife in,
all i do i wind ur life up like a jack in the box,
watch small cracks appear in the thoughts,
people can be bought and people used which of the hands is holdin u ??
wiv a knife i cut straigh lines on ur face
implement my decsion with cut throat precision,
boy am i glad i aint in ur dispossition,
u a ghost and u know it, like dead poet society,
at the end the knife led thee and bled thee,
fed the flaw with ur draw, cuts creeepy blood,
then u vampire it up

join_tha_t?shit u should join AA/cuz u musta been drunk when u wrote that today/
ill display why ur wack/ur lyrics are blue and black/your at the end of the road its a cauldisack/im stacked with many lyrics/to put down your spirits/tryn to rap like pros but u couldnt get the clearance/my perserverance will outlast you/words that harass you/with only 1 line shit i could surpass you/your like mike jackson/a tricky glove made of love lookin for action/im havin fun rippin ur clown ass apart/i had so much shit to say didnt know where to start/but i speak from the heart/no1 would give 2 shits if u depart/so "t" get lost/cuz with rapbattle emcees yur salad gets tossed/

u right aint nobody gonna join tha t/ i heard that waz a gay cult that danced naked in a tee pee/ aint afraid of no man only God fear what i fear/ an since u aint him ima shoot at your chest till blood come out your ear/ endin up wit more holez in u then a golf course/ i aint tiger woodz but i got an iron that i use wit force/ the ammunition that i pack leave u dead holdin ur spleen/ while ya lungz rollin on the pavement like mexican jumpin bean/

look at ghost.. tryna be hard
fuck with me i'll send ya upclose
like you tryna meet god, don't test me
yo flow don't impress me, step up yo game
to adress me, you ain't ready
i'm hard 2 handle
coming down in some gucci sandlez
see you frown, that shows you hate
shows you fake but when it comes to me
yo lifes at stake

nigga this aint american idol an u aint simon cowell no need to impress u/ ill put that knife upclose to ya an u betta hope god bless u/ like jay i lay out blueprint planz on u/ put handz on u treat u like bleacherz an just stand on u/ fuck u thought this waz bringin weak barz to heat wave/ that shit melted an left an r.i.p on top of ya grave/ stop bein brave an except ya fate/ your first post should be your last cause u got wiped out like a clean slate