Cause when i spit it sends a chill to the world/
They think its time to die like time to get rolled//
Crush ya like ya was a beatle/
murder you by throwin you off the top of fuckin steeple//
Pencil staber, Stencil Grabber take off like a pen and write/
kill you for calling me white and wonder why still talkin black at night//
my words are clean and neat i am ghost just like you only not in a white sheet/
the words make my beats and they still make perfect sense
like this so get up on you fuckin feet//