now a toast to the ghost that be frozen posin smile how you like me now you ve been chosen to be the first in a hearse that i kick a verse to sit and reminse while you wonder how i cursed you black magic then you hear me laugh you re headed for a ditch that be full of witch craft and then i kicked the truth i know the truth hurts you my lady s at the pad reading books on how to curse you and i be the boss of the land of the lost bringin hell to that mothafucka nailed to the cross lost never could you find me behind me nothin but the past take a glance to remind me what the naked truth is show you what a fluke is mothafuckas be wanna knowin if lil one know where the truths is never been a man of peace and never will be best to find the lord if you ever said you d kill me comin from the darkside fires in the sky no condonlences givin when you die comin from the darkside flames in the sky no condonlences givin when you die i ve been sinnin ever since the beginnin known for the wars and these morgues that i ve been in step wit the static your death is automatic you at it on the neighborhood you got tatted glad it s only gonna take me a nickel to fill you with lead til i see your blood trickle the sicko what you might call me you saw me but you keep quiet you heard about the roits the evilest t comin to diss all of you death wanna kiss remince and then follows you rap devil still got the bow and arrow now i got a shovel your hoes get us in trouble hopin that you re ready but you live your life petty a knife to your belly then you get thrown like confetti freddy said it right tonight be the night but you run from the fight it s fatal when i strike i m headed where your church is burnin down your hearses once you get the curse unable to reverse no i won t blast cause i got me a mask like zorro get that ass shanked like a torro  you take a breath slowly right before i show you exactly where it is in my palm that i hold you i told you time and time again it s a shame when you re six and you re weak all you keep is your name i remain to be the syko stalkin wit the riffle never could escape me you love it cause you hate me evil like the exorcist come and get next to this murderous muderin what you never heard of him me myself and i know it when you die expect no respect and expect no one to cry could of been your momma she got caught up in your drama and now you re all alone with that hole up in your dome funny how this mothafuckas that your run with and always gettin sprung with and even run your tongue with the first to abandonned leave that ass stranded a dose of reality is what your fate handed 