The Hardest AZ (Ft. Styles P)

[Intro: Large Professor]
Yeah, it's the Ghost SP
The G-O-D AZ
XP, it's the Ghost SP
With the G-O-D AZ (XP)
SP, with the G-O-D AZ
Hardest yeah, hardest

[Verse 1: Styles P]
Yeah, it's the hardest out
I'ma die for my cause, take the martyr route
Up North they talk about me when the yard is out
You can't come through the hood on the mountain bike when cars is out
It's the G-H-O-S-T, go in
I'm the P-H-A-N-T-O-M (Phantom)
Spit gems, blow him from his chin to his eyebrow
Trying to watching Beatstreet and Wildstyle
Get the feeling back, whatever happen to realer rap?
Ask my man where the Tequila at
I'm from a hood where they peel ya cap
And you ain't got a prize under
Word to the hoodie that my eyes under
Word to the hand that the gloves over
It's all hate when the love's over
Talk straight when a thug sober, but keep it quiet just shush
When you see me blowing kush on the push
Trying to get large dough, Ghost, Sosa and Large Pro
Why you think I got on my cargos
To put mad stacks in it, I burn your house with the plaques in it
And then I'm spraying the MAC in it
Your DJ is wack, burn his house with the wax in it
Never kick raps if you ain't got facts in it
But regardless whatever your bars is
I don't give a fuck 'cause I be the hardest, nigga