[Part 1: "Untouchable Ghost"]

I can talk but would you listen to me

You can listen but would I talk to you

The apple is [?] well that's New York for you

Your food on the menu, they put a fork through you

There's a difference with you and I

Cause I be prayin' to live, them be prayin' to die

Do you think about the crib and the family staying inside

Do you think about the wicked and niggas spraying inside

For acting like you fly when you ain't got wings

In the land of the peasants where we ain't got kings

So I knock Push and get [?] with it

Cause you say you the king, niggas is in your palace with it

Take your queen from you, that'd get you

Life is like chess in the lobby and Bobby Fisher

Well I used to be, now they talking juice to me

Eatin' right, sets on the bar, nigga sleepin' right

They gon' say I'm evil like [?] and Osama

Cause I been slangin' work since Ragan and Obama

And the rest [?] like West [?] with more drama

Then the hills have eyes

Got me staring at the money like the bills have eyes

You could see that you were sick if the pills have eyes

Now who am I to judge, It's all love, I been weak too

Couple shots ,half a perc, I been geeked too

Lil nigga I'm tryna reach you

I'm complete when I'm [?] too

Beware of the people that's underneath you

They dance with the devil

Niggas is hungry, they wanna feast too

Watch for the streets, them shits'll teach you

[Part 2: "Ghost Walls"]

If these walls could talk

And if walls could talk

And the project halls could talk

They would tell you [?]

Who work from here to Baltimore

That's the old me, this the new me

Still keep it ghetto, I'm raised off of Coogi

[?], brown Timbs on

He ain't BIG, said he was king shit he been wrong

My opinion, my deminion

Anywhere I'm at, [?] start the engine

Get to ridin', get to dyin'

Hundred blunts lit, my niggas get to flying

One third of the three thirds

Hear the pain the ad-libs and reverbs

Been G'd up, better do your research

Searchin' [?] even when the beast work

Nice hand [?] my feet work

Goon nigga but I still let the heat work

[?] you better slow down now

Tell these lil niggas what you know right now

Word up, you should nerd up

Rap niggas ain't throw a bird up

Ain't nothing wrong with that

Ain't nothing cool with cuffs

Ain't nothing strong with stacks

At your lawyer every week, yeah I'm off of that

Yeah, I'm on to bigger shit, I do more than rap

I'm the mic killer, I'm the night killer

I'm the safe killer, I'm the night thriller

We eat together, I'm tight with ya

You disrespecting, I'll fight with ya

Win, lose, or draw

Shit I always ride first, fuck choosin' straw nigga