The kid with the most knowledge will obtain to touch top dollars Hold me down, hand me my cake, dusty, bake, activate Fuck your corny debates, I'm like
your goggles Layin' like needles in the hospital Five steps to conquer, AX Vernon debt, big ass whistle Ziploc your ear, here thistle To my real bitches take your
and follow mine Swallow nine, model dimes from Bahamas Slim doo-doo makers stuffed inside pajamas [Madam Majestic, (U-God), {Ghost}] They'll take all your rhymes with
taste and follow mine Swallow nine, model dimes from Bahamas Slim doo-doo makers stuffed inside pajamas [Madam Majestic, (U-God), {Ghost}] They'll take all your rhymes with
girl can freak me, I'm just too nasty Lost on the dance floors, I'll attack you all Snuck through the back door, guess who they saw? Goldie and Ghost
you're hearing, cause you half stepped on preparing Your style, so be gone with the smile, i'll Listen to your lest request, the s off your chest went
my toast Me and my ghost, I wonder who get heated the most If you didn't live the life, you probably couldn't relate I turn your face into pudding in the hood with
, can you believe it?) P hit the club with a dutch and a dub with it, nigga don't cuff it if you ain't in love with it Matter fact let the grub get
the valet, I stepped to the stage I think I wanna play with the girl in the cage Lap dance, lap dance, lap dance Baby look I got trouble in my pants
rides Don't be suprised when I'm hopping next to your ride See saw, front, back, side to side Three wheel around the corner as I get ghost Check the
need them I'm runnin' through a wheat field, chasin' a ghost that loves circles Use it for portals and time holes And dance backwards, and chant with
(Violent J) You guys ready? Alright, I'm first with the freestyle up in the free studio Lotus Pod, Uhh I split your whole fucking forehead open Rude Boy
my money in a hour ?Cause it's comin? too fast and I'm scared it won't last Look that white girl in her face, told her this was her last dance Goddamn
, we got 'nuf shit to flaunt Got you feelin' it and your cousin, even your aunt Violate, we coming like ghost, we gonna haunt Hit you with the heat, is
you never know Payback don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second I turn the club to TV, come dancing with
lights Martini's is Ghost Deini's, stretched out On stage with the gauge, flash the tech like Clint East' Polo drawers, valour headband, Genova convertible couch In the back, with
lot Nigga, Scott Storch will bang the instrumental South Central here comes the presidential Pull up jump out the low rider A real lyricist nigga fuck a ghost rider Dance baby I'm your