Ransom Lyrics
"Yuck [Freestyle]"

I crawled out the grave, dead man walking
Listen to my tape and hear a dead man talking
I had my booth built just like a dead man's coffin
Dead niggas can't lie, whoever said ran lost it?
Ok now, if you was to see him, ever see him, ever meet him
Every greet him, after treat him, like a grill
And after dark, and never feed him
Aston Martin when I'm speeding,
Crash the Porsche when I be tweaking
Laugh it off cause I be eating
Happens often on the weekend

You chase hoes, I chase dope
Nobody's perfect with that rock buy my jay cold
Close to facing death, now I'm back to fuck the game up
Like a replacement reft
They heard it winter's coming, taking numbers of flu
How them numbers alive, when you know som is the truth?
How does bunkers survives when he just comes from a new
Cause he give birth to the track as soon as he comes in the booth
You can't replace this, this is greatness
Give the new face a rapper motherfucking face lift
Smack the shit tasteless, if I ain't in the picture frame
Niggas having nightmares, praying that they forget my name
They thought I switched it up, nah nigga
I just picked it up, and show that I've evolved nigga
You see this flow here, and how I used it so clear
And how I'm from the east coast, but still I spit with no fear
Niggas ain't getting no dough here, I'm , here, I'm nice here
That top 10, I'm big here, I'm pac here, you are not near, you are not here
My level nigga, flows I got several nigga
Welcome to the underworld, come and meet the devil nigga!