The Ghost of BrandyWine

straighten up there soulja fore they gun you down you don't feel the rounds yet whizzing by your head, hear the whistle still official this the Ghost Of Brandywine haunts the offspring of pistols hear them howling at the moon crime coming soon Ride with me Smoke with me Come and see where I'm from drum and beat humble me earth and sea in my cup BOW BOW what you try'na say now blood in your mouth tounge on the ground niggas in the city living fast make the feeling last one foot in the trap when it clamp that's a mothafucker Catch me in the flea market cheap product shopping know it cost to be the boss got to bargain on my flossing I got platinum in my mouth, permanents in the 2000's knew when TRILL was coming out me and Mel was out there golfing, scaring crackers oh the laughter still was trapping on the side put my money into rapping couple acts was coming out but in the south that's how it happen from the trunk where it bump at everything went digital it's Superman and crunk dat went back to what I know best hard-headed Everybody know me the nigga with the chrome teeth dope selling OG my momma and the police looking for me hungry for a check bite your neck off reppin' where I step nothing more nothing less Ride with me Smoke with me Come and see where I'm from drum and beat humble me earth and sea in my cup BOW BOW what you try'na say now blood in your mouth tongue on the ground niggas in the city living fast make the feeling last one foot in the trap when it clamp that's a mothafucker For as long as I can remember the ground felt like fire beneath us fellowship was like shade a slum congregation worshippers under the moonlight communion malt liquor innocence peeled off under sunshine Davonte invented the blunt in middle school gave fire to children who's responsible for this transformation"