Intro:Reaper:Reaper is here now...its time to die!! Imma stand tall or fall, victim of being caught by bots, so id rather rot than get eat'n by bots When it does i pack up and hit the road Cuz i dont want to see your head implode Toss me a Glock 9 and ill toss you a dead person Add a buck you get a mug shot with him But the gypsy says on with the show I got a hollow point tip for your whole weak a** clique Dont trip Ghost: Im a ghost from disaster u heartless ba*tard I dont need any guns i can stab knives in your lungs I have invisability, agility, and the capability to bring you To your knees... I have got a lemon to a lime a lime to a lemon
A sympathetic d**h with all the fine women Autograph pictures and cla**y hoes... Reaper: yo holmes get out the way I be k**ing mother f**ers from here to l.a Ghost:keep your head down n put your gun up Cuz you'll need a whole lot of sense and a whole lot of luck Reaper:dont test me cause u dont want to arrest me Yo. visit the grave yard day of my d**h Come back and burry all you mother f**ers who next... Ghost:i got a mad group of k**a sh** hitt'n tha streets... Dead poetry beats banging freedom and piece...so peep... I know you hate me but my god is stronger... i watch my adversaries burn with the flames that i caused