GhOSt MC they call u that cuz your punch lines are never seen
This cat in the middle getting toasted jus call ‘em grilled cheese
Murderous rhymes suspicious got the police racially profile me

Sum cats collect cards, u prefer getting diss on for your hobby
Like a poor R. Kelly wanna be, can’t afford a room, cant give out “room keys”
So he’s stuck tryin to pick up bitches in the lobby

put this bitch ta sleep and he still aint sound, ya’ll know was down,
cats wit me from yo own city, and im from outta town
u spit rhymes so unhappy make a pretty pussy turn to a frown

send out a s.o.s. here come a diss, cats so ingnorate
u can hear his lisp in his spits, I’d laugh my ass of if I heard ‘em try reading this
like the kid sent to the office my rhymes are inappropriate

like my level’s 99 on Pac man u cant come close to it
my flow like ya dick after a date wit yo virgian girl friend, u left feelin it
pictureperfect2 aka ziplock bag turning battles blue, makin it obvious im sealin it


(the yellow and green things on zip lock bags turn blue when u seal ‘em up)
jus makin sure u getting my finisher. Would be real dumb if ya didn’t

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