"Ghost Weed #1" lyrics

Hey hip-hoppers, tired of that old trend of ghostwriters?
Well here's the newest sensation that's sweeping the nation!
Ghost weed!
Ghost weed!
Hey ballers, ballettes, thugs, chicken heads!
Take a listen to how ghost weed
Will help you kick it like your favorite rapper
Just a couple of hits and.. it's gangster!

Watch how we secretly sabotaged this cypher with ghost weed

Whatever, nah.. just step back off
Let me get some
I got Pharoahe Monch, I'mma do it
Yo you gonna fuck that shit up man
I got that kid like whoa, I'm saying uh!
Yo you need to take some more son
Yo I take another hit
(Ghost weed!)
Aw shit. Ah
That's that fire shit yo!
Yo y'all gonna let me get busy and all that?
Yo, aight, I wanna.. I wanna hear you rhyme
You wanna hear me rhyme?
You might sound nice cause I'm high now but
Uh! Check my ad lib, uh!
Yeah, aight word, yeah okay
Yeah, I'm ready, drop that beat

How many niggas who will actually kill still rhyming?
How many niggas who are actually signed still killing?
And when it comes to killing a mic, they ain't willing
And I'm supposed to be shook? That's the shit that kills me
Take a bullet for X in the ballroom and then vanish
Extinguish the sun when I drool, play pool with the planets
Triskadekaphobia lyrics, outlandish
My shit straight from the soul, God dammit
It's the one time only, vernacular original
Spectacular miraculous flow, computer digital
I ridicule the pitiful, piss upon the minuscule
Pharoahe Monch, better park that ass like municipal

Yo, you ripped that
You ripped that shit kid, killed it!
That was dope, that was dope
He kinda had that yo, he kinda had that
Nah man, it did not sound like Pharoahe
Hey, you need to congratulate
It was the weed.. it was the trees
You need to congratulate, know m saying?
Ghost weed!