Lyrics:
Ayo Ghost, can I talk my shit nigga?
I feel like talking my shit nigga
A yiggy yo

I'm too dope and cocky
So who's 'sposed to stop me
On the mic I'm a shredder like Oroku Saki, nigga
So you're screwed like your vocals choppy
Oh you mad? I guess it's 'cause you know you not me
I'll be watching a chick flick while getting my dick licked
Yeah, I'm a sick kid, ask Dr. Lipschitz
I rap on some slick shit when I spaz on these bitch nigs
I snap like a twig it's the wrath of a vicious nigga
Somebody gon' have to get me
I'm too dope like new coke, I kill the track like it's Whitney
You smell me? Ain't shit that you can tell me
All my teachers tried to fail me and I still graduated
Oh my god, congratulations, MGMT
I'll rip any MC 'cause the best be M-E
I'm an animal off his leash
You say you want me dead
Then put a price on my head nigga
'Cause talk is cheap
And watch how you talk to me
'Cause you can only push a geek for so long
Before he goes psycho then it's bye bye, so long
Hold on this is just the prologue
To prolong the inevitable
When I kill several pussies that's edible
Once again back it's the incredible
Don't let nobody gas you up like Texaco
And I'm the HGP general
So if you got a problem with me I suggest you let 'em go
Before we make them problems medical
And I ain't talking hypothetical
Food for thought, don't look for beef
'Cause you might end up as a vegetable nigga

Sheesh!

Sheesh

I'm a musician/ producer for High Guyz Productions. 
Contact me: AceyAceBeats@gmail.com

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Acey Ace