9-11 dog i see you hiding in the SHADOWS

Ghost Yo verse was like indians rubbin sticks...but the fire ain't startin
"Ghost" rhymes is grease fires...."mines" is pure arson.
Bout to increase ya fan-base...when I leave ya face on a milk carton
September 6th....I'll beat you "Daly" like Carson.
Total request....fuck ya car...I'mma total ya chest
My first four bars fuckin totaled ya best.
You ain't "hard" when you spit...the only thing "harsh" is ya breath
Ya rhyme was as strong as a crackhead's max on the bench press
Deep down In ya heart you know skills are basic at most
He's Not "tight" enuff.....that's why his name is GHOST