heres the beat
this is indo no intro brim low and instro
mental the pad and companion of the pencil
u looking from the window then the frame i seal
i remain so ill
to kill those who are in close
emm.. curtains cued to then close
then they naysay its a borrowed flow
i pissed the river from the get-go
so please succeed
or at least suck seed
cuz all ur rhymes are my seed so u should thank these
or me oh how insane am i
let me switch flow im wallace in disguise
like that
like that
uhh
verse 2
this is for chain gangs who bang flames
and torch lames for a mention of names
they sounding the same
like the birds in the sky
the dead in a choir
or the color of morning stars fire
but i seem difficult ,impenetrable lyrical miracle
they minuscule divisible problems that shortie do
the ghost chist wall is back
and im haunting u
i preform for cardiac attacks
so whose gonna neg me for this lol
the real ghost of Christopher Wallace
Started by emcee 3, Jul 12 2010 09:12 PM
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