Intro:Reaper:Reaper is here now...its time to die!!
Imma stand tall or fall, victim of being caught by bots, so id rather rot than get eat'n by bots
When it does i pack up and hit the road
Cuz i dont want to see your head implode
Toss me a Glock 9 and ill toss you a dead person
Add a buck you get a mug shot with him
But the gypsy says on with the show
I got a hollow point tip for your whole weak a** clique
Dont trip
Ghost: Im a ghost from disaster u heartless ba*tard
I dont need any guns i can stab knives in your lungs
I have invisability, agility, and the capability to bring you
To your knees...
I have got a lemon to a lime a lime to a lemon
A sympathetic d**h with all the fine women
Autograph pictures and cla**y hoes...
Reaper: yo holmes get out the way
I be k**ing mother f**ers from here to l.a
Ghost:keep your head down n put your gun up
Cuz you'll need a whole lot of sense and a whole lot of luck
Reaper:dont test me cause u dont want to arrest me
Yo. visit the grave yard day of my d**h
Come back and burry all you mother f**ers who next...
Ghost:i got a mad group of k**a sh** hitt'n tha streets...
Dead poetry beats banging freedom and piece...so peep...
I know you hate me but my god is stronger... i watch my adversaries burn with the flames that i caused