Ghostwriter

Yeah yeah yeah

 

 

[Verse 1]

First of all, I ain't even want to make this shit

There's a lot of rap cats out here faking the shit

I'm a ghostwriter, I'm the cat that you don't see

I write hits for rappers you like and charge 'em a fee

Yo, don't get me wrong dog, it's the cheddar that counts

But fuck that nigga ______ 'cause his fucking check bounced

You thought ______ little single was hot?

I wrote that shit five minutes in a parking lot

I'm the one that your man ______ had to go and get

'Cause he smoked too much lye, couldn't write his own shit

Now ______ A&R, he on my answering machine sick

Hollering in my phone, "Skillz, can you write to this?"

Sure, for stacks, nigga, I make your act bigger

But fuck ______ and his whole label 'cause I ain't never get my plaque, nigga

Jadakiss told y'all cats and that's that

Y'all have our ASCAP or get your ass capped

 

[Hook]

"Mad Skillz" "Ghost writer, and for the right price

I can even make yo' shit tighter" --] Jay Z (Repeat 3x)

"Mad Skillz" "Ghostwriter" Say what

"When my pen hits the paper, awwww shit!" --] Kane

 

[Verse 2]

Now that fool ______ can't flow, but his crew is sick

But see he got long dough, so wait til you hear his new shit

I did two songs for ______ 'til they dough got straight

And even ______ from the West Coast owe me some cake

Remember the little kids, the one that was in ______ group?

I'm the reason you thought they lil raps was so cute

I had a hundred songs on the Billboard list

Ask again, dog, how I got your deal on my wrist

I did done NBA cats and NFL

But I stopped in '97 'cause they shit don't sell

Now ______ paid up 'cause she was owing me stacks

Who in the hell you think had that chicken flowing like that?

I hate writing for ______ 'cause he take too long

Crying about the price, I hit him with two fucking songs!

Ran up in ______'s office and wrecked his staff

'Cause it's been two years and dog ain't paid the second half

 

[Hook]

 

[Verse 3]

So if you just signed, trust me dog, you can't touch it

Don't ask your label for Skillz, 'cause that ain't in your budget

Y'all cats polly for chips, I mingle for mills

I turn your whole album into a single deal

I stopped writing for ______ 'cause that fool don't get it

Booking long sessions and he punch in every five minutes

Where my ones, nigga? What the fuck I look like?

And his man ______ got mad 'cause he couldn't get the hook right

I spit ______ and we don't see eye to eye

So I politely took his Rollie up to BMI

I'm the one that gave ______ his brand new sound

I did his last two albums without even writing 'em down

And for ______ from the South, dog you shook

Stop bouncing on stage nigga like you wrote that hook

Your favorite rappers' songs? I put the flames in it

Y'all keep fucking around, I'mma put this back out with your names in it

 

 

[Hook]