[Chorus]
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die a coward
You gon' die a coward
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die a coward
You gon' die a cowardess

[Verse]
I don't like to talk, I wanna outline you in chalk
I tell you why, you bitch, the way you walk
Don't play with me
I don't say really much, but I got the death touch
If you really wanna fuss, I don't give a fuck

[Interlude]
It's your boy, Ghostie, from Baltimore, Maryland, n***a
Most of y'all n***as from the valley, and that fuck shit
Where your daddies and mommies pay for everything you fuckin' have
I work hard for my shit and I work on these fuckin' beats
And for Anti-World only
Fuck every other n***a in it, except my n***as

[Chorus]
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die a coward
You gon' die a coward
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die like a coward
You gon' die a coward
You gon' die a cowardess