Yo, somthin reala and illa than yours truly the ghostface killah/
Read ya like a book, climb ya like a pilla, I am a scrilla/
Wihtout the scratch, comin with a fresh batch of flows/
When will This ghost face bold face nigga come down?/
Wear ma heart on my sleave, I smile no frowns/
Happy go lucky, yo ya stuck me with the oddest f*** clownz/
Like, yo, I stay holy and no u dont know me, I stay tru to my religion/ No scrubs no pegions/ Hold the mic and no pitchin/
Damn, split ya head need the stitchin/ Boy wake up we better start some pinchin/ U stop dreamin/ I killed ya and ya mom was off screamin/ Beggin and pleadin/ I am plantin the seed kid/ To grow and flo jus to show u crows/ That boy in da south start throwin my bows/ So get off bitch and step off you ho's/


(yo it was a quick flow so lemme know what ya think fa sho)