Don't ask for beef, when you prefer squash
I mince meat, f*ck with me end up tossed
A trash heap, compared to me & my sauce
Who gassed you up on a track?
Who dabbed you up, saying "Dope" when you're whack
Cut the brakes, smashed up from the crash
Back up before you get caught in your tracks
Mashed up like potatoes from the f*ckin' sack
I use the mic as a weapon
Wrap tight like OJ around the neck and
Put that in your pipe, I'm reality addressing
Bars I write, Is there any objections?
Lyrically holding weight
Sadistically folding fakes
Minimally scoping hate
Tired of this repetitive pace
Hired to rewire a competitive state
Turning heat up in the kitchen
A fire beat, cook up the lava that I'm spitting
A hit without getting hit
The shit without taking a shit
Being sick without getting sick
Fade within the motherf*cking mist
All my life a ghost
Unnoticeable like vapor layered onto a boat
Focus-able with enemies in my scope
Garbage objectifying at tacticians G.O.A.T
Subconsciously packed, listen as I note
Thoughts into my diary, trying to build hope
The OG's inspire me to build a verse on my track & smoke
Michael Myers every beat until the day I croak
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Shots coming from the bartender
I tend to bars, A repeat offender
So hard, I reap the sensor
Scarred, I'm the Keen Defender
Bizarre, On a deep adventure
End up in a jar after being in a blender
You ready to spar with a beast contender
Added to the spark as I sleep & render
Support real hip hop
Mumble incoherently get drip dropped
Ain't no scaring me when your shit flip flops
Times up for you apparently tick tock
Toe tag you hoe bags, No straps
Your soul goes back to hell cuz you so whack
I can tell, You claim with them chains you icy
But I don't play with what I say you might freeze
Jack Frost slays another day with a slight breeze
Keep the enemy at bay, pray on your blight knees
Verbally spray in your way, Exciting
Strays in a disarray you might be, Unwinding
As I spill from the dome rhyming & grinding gears
Constant surprising
Real hip hop rising from it's grave
Writing in order to save
Exercising word play, precisely
Better buckle up when I'm driving
Ghost Tha Reaper - Keen Defender Lyrics
Ghost Tha Reaper - Keen Defender Lyrics
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Don't ask for beef, when you prefer squash
I mince meat, f*ck with me end up tossed
A trash heap, compared to me & my sauce
Who gassed you up on a track?
Who dabbed you up, saying "Dope" when you're whack
Cut the brakes, smashed up from the crash
Back up before you get caught in your tracks
Mashed up like potatoes from the f*ckin' sack
I use the mic as a weapon
Wrap tight like OJ around the neck and
Put that in your pipe, I'm reality addressing
Bars I write, Is there any objections?
Lyrically holding weight
Sadistically folding fakes
Minimally scoping hate
Tired of this repetitive pace
Hired to rewire a competitive state
Turning heat up in the kitchen
A fire beat, cook up the lava that I'm spitting
A hit without getting hit
The shit without taking a shit
Being sick without getting sick
Fade within the motherf*cking mist
All my life a ghost
Unnoticeable like vapor layered onto a boat
Focus-able with enemies in my scope
Garbage objectifying at tacticians G.O.A.T
Subconsciously packed, listen as I note
Thoughts into my diary, trying to build hope
The OG's inspire me to build a verse on my track & smoke
Michael Myers every beat until the day I croak
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Shots coming from the bartender
I tend to bars, A repeat offender
So hard, I reap the sensor
Scarred, I'm the Keen Defender
Bizarre, On a deep adventure
End up in a jar after being in a blender
You ready to spar with a beast contender
Added to the spark as I sleep & render
Support real hip hop
Mumble incoherently get drip dropped
Ain't no scaring me when your shit flip flops
Times up for you apparently tick tock
Toe tag you hoe bags, No straps
Your soul goes back to hell cuz you so whack
I can tell, You claim with them chains you icy
But I don't play with what I say you might freeze
Jack Frost slays another day with a slight breeze
Keep the enemy at bay, pray on your blight knees
Verbally spray in your way, Exciting
Strays in a disarray you might be, Unwinding
As I spill from the dome rhyming & grinding gears
Constant surprising
Real hip hop rising from it's grave
Writing in order to save
Exercising word play, precisely
Better buckle up when I'm driving
I mince meat, f*ck with me end up tossed
A trash heap, compared to me & my sauce
Who gassed you up on a track?
Who dabbed you up, saying "Dope" when you're whack
Cut the brakes, smashed up from the crash
Back up before you get caught in your tracks
Mashed up like potatoes from the f*ckin' sack
I use the mic as a weapon
Wrap tight like OJ around the neck and
Put that in your pipe, I'm reality addressing
Bars I write, Is there any objections?
Lyrically holding weight
Sadistically folding fakes
Minimally scoping hate
Tired of this repetitive pace
Hired to rewire a competitive state
Turning heat up in the kitchen
A fire beat, cook up the lava that I'm spitting
A hit without getting hit
The shit without taking a shit
Being sick without getting sick
Fade within the motherf*cking mist
All my life a ghost
Unnoticeable like vapor layered onto a boat
Focus-able with enemies in my scope
Garbage objectifying at tacticians G.O.A.T
Subconsciously packed, listen as I note
Thoughts into my diary, trying to build hope
The OG's inspire me to build a verse on my track & smoke
Michael Myers every beat until the day I croak
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Drag y'all down into the abyss, scary real like a virus from a tick
Nobody tryna deal with a tyrant unloading shit, violent as I reload the clip
Shots coming from the bartender
I tend to bars, A repeat offender
So hard, I reap the sensor
Scarred, I'm the Keen Defender
Bizarre, On a deep adventure
End up in a jar after being in a blender
You ready to spar with a beast contender
Added to the spark as I sleep & render
Support real hip hop
Mumble incoherently get drip dropped
Ain't no scaring me when your shit flip flops
Times up for you apparently tick tock
Toe tag you hoe bags, No straps
Your soul goes back to hell cuz you so whack
I can tell, You claim with them chains you icy
But I don't play with what I say you might freeze
Jack Frost slays another day with a slight breeze
Keep the enemy at bay, pray on your blight knees
Verbally spray in your way, Exciting
Strays in a disarray you might be, Unwinding
As I spill from the dome rhyming & grinding gears
Constant surprising
Real hip hop rising from it's grave
Writing in order to save
Exercising word play, precisely
Better buckle up when I'm driving
Writer: Justin Martin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid