This first verse is for all the hatas
who think my shits a joke......

I rhyme and you rhyme only I do it
betta/ the two things your lacking are
the skills and the cheddar/ If you dont
got skills or image as well/ then how
the fuck do you rap man/ what the hell/
Irip you like paper wit a lyrical raid/ this
is lyrical war/ call for lyrical aid/ theres
two differences between you and an m.c.
number one you lick balls/ and number
two your not me/but if you think you can
rip it then go on step up/ I'll rip on you
twice/ wit two verses, was up/ My flows
come in pairs/ two verses one song/ I take
two turns on da mic/ and two hits off
this bong/ if you think a rap battle is
anything to fight about/ then your right man
start swingin'/ two punches no doubt/

Hook: I.... am..... number 2..... If you fuck
wit me I fuck wit you...... Its Drew... Da Ghost
you know his flows is sick.. and....he will lyrically
choke deese kids
2x

this next verse is for all the slow
mutha fuckers, who think they
got skills greater then mine......

In case you havent figured this song is about
two/ thats numero dos ya dig/ what, is my shit
too big/ is this a little to vast/ am I a little to
curious/ is this a little to fast/ am I a little to
furious/ for us m.c.'s its our flows that'll bury
us/ once everyone likes our music all deese
chicks wanna marry us/ Shit, am I the only
one who finds this hilarious/ What, you think
all my rhymes have gotta be serious/ even if I
dont joke I still have a little fun/ Even though it
aint funny when Igot you at point wit a gun/

Hook: I.... am..... number 2..... If you fuck
wit me I fuck wit you...... Its Drew... Da Ghost
you know his flows is sick.. and....he will lyrically
choke deese kids
2x

This last verse is for all da gangstas.......
Who tote macks, and brass knuckles,
and switch blades, and butterfly knives.........

I hit you wit two shots/ Two shots out two
guns/ thats two times the ammunition/
two times longer to run/ I got you at gun
point/ two feet from two eyes/ two shells
for two eyes/ two gauges for two guys/
two brass knucks for two fists/ two cut
wrists/ make it look like a suicide/ yet
make two F.B.I. agents pissed/(" If this
was a suicide, in two minutes at most,
then why is there a note sighned")/
murder... love da Ghost/

Hook: I.... am..... number 2..... If you fuck
wit me I fuck wit you...... Its Drew... Da Ghost
you know his flows is sick.. and....he will lyrically
choke deese kids
2x



lookin' feedback........

it was cool...need to work on that wack ass hook...lol...holla

seriously homie...elevate...shit is aight for a newb but once u see sum of the other dudes on this site spit, youll realize that u need to work on it a lil bit...holla

uppin' for feedback homie

i know its wack cause i wrote it like 2 yers ago

yo, uppin for feed yall

cool stuff

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DUn duN dUn.......

it was O.K i liked it though