Ghost Wars Styles P

[Intro]
You fuck with it, fuck with it
You don't, fuck you, it don't matter anyway
Word, nigga
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Who gettin' it first?
You gon' be the one that get it the worst
Yeah, these rap niggas is pussy, you oughtta get 'em a purse
If they try me, you just oughtta get 'em a hearse
'Cause the Ghost back, told you that's it's Holiday time
I'm the illest out, are these niggas out of they mind?
Let me reintroduce myself, I'm pain's brother
If I'm kickin' a rhyme, I'm flames, brother
Every rapper under the sun, whoever the rain covers could get it
Yeah, I'm with it, I was never a sane brother
I told you I'm a lyric assassin
When it comes to the craft, I will kill you for passion
Niggas rhyme whack, other niggas is laughin'
You on the wrong wave, need to get you a captain
Yeah, nigga, hop on that Ghost ship
Heard what you sayin' but it wasn't no dope shit
It wasn't legal money, then I'd be in a dope flips
I'm Ghost, kid