[Intro]
Hunt
Fuck machine

[Verse 1]
Nothing really to gain
If you ain't feeling the pain (na)
If you ain't drench from the rain
While you wait for the sun
From the slums it was all about the waiting the gun (ah)
To get the top spot, rolling the drop top with the pretty chick
N***as might love you but they hate you the one (they hate you the one)
You know this shit well if you come from it
We're used to the pain sorta numb from it (I'm used to it)
If you all for the war I wouldn't run from it (uh huh)
Not a chance, I would just advance
Weein' in my stance socks, told you I'ma make a stand (I'ma make a stand)
Made a hundred buck, you can make a grand (yup)
Thinking like a warrior, fuck it I'ma take the land (I'ma take the land)
Quint, hand in hand can't take the stand (uh huh)
Feeling like a rat, n***as skat go an' make a plan (n***as skat)
Get chu' a 9 to 5, you ain't ready for the shoot out
Thinking it's time to ride, thinking it's time to die, either or is good (either or)
N***as get rich, coming from the poorest hood (facts)
I'm an asshole but I ain't full of shit though (ah)
Call me the phantom but I would drive a Pinto (brr)
I don't rate your rhymes but I kill you with a pencil (uh hmm)
Eat you up, shit you out just like lentils
My condolences ain't that coincidental (uh uh)
Life's a bitch pass me a rubber, I'ma a nympho (I'ma a nympho)
Pass the beat I'ma kill em, Michael of the temple (I love it)
Kill rappers .com, that's my fucking info
[Outro]
Ghost n***a
Kill rappers .com, that's my fucking info
Ghost n***a
Kill rappers .com, that's my fucking info
I don't rate your rhymes but I kill you with a pencil
Eat you up, shit you out just like lentils
Ghost n***a