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That's why Gue-gue-guess who's back Guess who's back Gue-gue-guess who's back Yeah Look, look I murder a rhyme, one word at a time, you've never Heard of a mind as perfect as mine You better, search and you'll find The answer you seek Instead of taking shots at n***as that you can't even reach The chances you speak, are gifted, shake hands with a leech Are slimmer than, Eminem when he slandered this beat What if I told you, I'm the one who planted the seed So Adam and Eve actually got the apple from me I tried to, rid the bible of it inaccuracies But I am not responsible for what the masses believe I do my own thing, the only lit match in the breeze If I wanted to blend in, I'd rock camo fatigues, and post a selfie Feed into drama and hope it helps me Let 'em tell me I got CV even though I'm healthy Where else we, going if not, exposing the plot I'm back like Tim McVay to blow up the spot Your brains been kept in a cage, lets open the box They like X, you gotta chill, you over the top This light work, boy you lucky I grabbed the mic first Either way I'm gon' be the pressure that made the pipe burst I'm diverse, I write verses that may ignite earth It might hurt, but my life purpose was not to divert Goodnight sir, guess they don't understand me, alright word Thought I told 'em the metal ? ain't been deciphered, uhuh I write mine in hieroglyphs, so I ain't merging with no microchips My n***a, I don't glitch, remember I had to tell my iPhone 6 I don't need none of my typos fixed, I go psycho, skitz When you don't listen or reply so quick Reason me and being polite don't mix Thought I tried it before, I even left all of my knives in the drawer Usually there's a no soliciting sign on the door But we live in a world where you can't survive if you're poor While the governments busy funding both sides of a war I know it's f**ked up, and they tell me that I just cuss less I'm upset, what do I think of success? It sucks Too much stress, I'm blessed, I'm just X But yes, if Funk Flex want me to rock, I'll let the Ghost do it And coast thought it, my flows stupid My hearts frigid, I'm so ruthless I'll show you the wrath God should have shown Judas Lord forgive him, I gotta spaz on my own students For I know not who they take me as I discount 'em like a Macy's ad If I did go broke, I would be in the streets Breaking Bad So I advise you don't make me mad I don't like to lose, you'll wind up on the nightly news Then I, check on your soul like a Nike swoosh Funny how you wound up in the ICU Spooked 'cause you can't see me but I see you And thats... Thats where I get my name from Thats why they call me the Ghost My artistry shows, I'm awfully close If I need to make an example, I just target a host I'm rarely seen, my limits reach farther than most And the truth is, a lot of what you thought was a hoax, oh Gue-gue-guess who's back Walk into the White House like "Where my bedroom at?" I changed all the locks, and I set new traps Let me get something off my chest before I let you rap, n***a
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