Anonymousone - Ghost in the Shell (HowManyMC's) lyrics

Well i've cracked and it's the ghost from the shell Cursing my enemies hoping they can go to hell You married to the game b**h, i pierced the veil Everyone knows my name, finally in the rap game But now that i rap, they can finally see my face! Cuz before i was hidden, thank the graff game! Eventually you'll know my fame You think you hot sh**? You ain't nothin but a little b**h You tryna get in my lane, you better make shift Shape switch, not mean to females, but you're a b**h and you need a facelift Cuz i'm headed to the top and nobody gonna change this You from the hood? b**h you from canada Calm down don't pull a fake drake, you make it in la, so i ain't mad at ya Brooklyn to compton? b**h you took that fab If i were him, i'd ask for it back b**h you horrible, an abomination to my country, please go back Young hoes like you the reason why the rap game lags And i'm still payin dues so i don't cut you any slack? I'm psychotic? i like to the tell the truth in my music so i just think i'm honest Don't be so proud to be a last queen Cuz we all know you're really just a ho for the team? Now what the f** does schwag mean? You must be f**ed up b**h, lay off the lean I wish i met you face to face So i can body you, leave your body in the lake Make ya partna nervous, all he does is shake I'll another round, how many L's will you take? I ain't about subliminal dissin In fact i bet ya crew will become my b**hes They can't take the heat in the kitchen So i made em do my dishes This is that L dot A dot west coast style They say they haven't heard em like me in a while Take back drake, justin beiber, nickleback, f** canada b**h, you're all fake [Verse Two] It's the elephant in the room Been f**in crazy since the womb Here to denounce s**ism Because not every girl has to be a s** symbol You wanna battle, come on b**h, handle But i've been used to competition, remember i'm a vandal! Lyrically embody my enemies Those so-called old friends, but you never a friend of me So bye bye our friendship, this is the end you see Whining on social networks, but i don't give a f** Shoulda remembered that when you forgot to keep ya mouth shut Now we on our way to the horspical in the corsica Trying to make me feel remorse, actin like simp son, like jessica You think you bada** cuz you rap fast But i run this sh** like a nomad with the rap cats takin notes in they notepads You'll need a pad too once i'm done with you Bleeding from the mouth, and she lost a tooth Didn't i tell you i was crazy? Got anger issues that my dad happen to gave me Acting shady since i was a little baby! Talkin sh** and punch a b**h, but i know that's not like a lady So here's my middle finger in your face again Rappin so quick like Mediterranean sand -one like the la girl with the spray cans [KayAre] Get down to the nitty gritty While my rhymes and schemes so witty Thinkin you could get places, because you think ya pretty Unlike you, i don't need to coke To destroy a ba**line You can deny all you want, but you still got bugged eyes I don't respect no b**h tryna get fame with a s** tape Especially when she moanin soundin like an ape Think you hot sh**, cuz you met a couple of goons That ain't sh** cuz you still sound like buffoon Think you hot sh**, cuz of a couple of dj's you've hit Hittin someone who's defenseless, i call that a b**h Better change that attitude, make a 360 switch Bomb the atom goin faster than a baby bein born Now i'm so pissed that i gotta take a piss and its comin out faster than a pistol And it's cruising down like santa ana does bristol [Verse Three: Anonymousone] I wiped my a** with your mixtape cuz it was so sh**ty So i'm a girl and said that, not very pretty But grimey and gritty And there's not many females like me, it hit me There's some people i don't really trust If i offend you, i don't give a WHAT! Like a hardcore kid who's never listened to punk rock Or someone who don't know this instrumental but claim to love hip-hop Took the punk rock line from roger miret If you don't know who that is, be embarra**ed All you wack kids, actin agnostic, you're a front Take off the wu-tang shirt if you don't know more than c.r.e.a.m I'm sure the music fiends all know what i mean I'm at old town pasadena, where the gra** is greener Eating cheesecake on fair oaks and colorado Bumpin my sh** down the street in a chevy silvarado Destroyed the first thru third verse Evil on the track, i call it curse words Play it on the radio, that'd be my consequence, disperse! Searchin in my purse for a streak to hit the streets If you got a problem, let's solve it, see me Now how many mc's must get dissed? Look at the lyrics, “bringing back hip-hop" but they sound like sh** Stop saying underground, you're independent, go ‘head get pissed, end of the song, peace out dismissed