[Intro]
"Mad Sk**z" "On the real"
"I'll probably make more money off your album than you" (Repeat 3x)
"Mad Sk**z" "On the real" Check it
"I'm going to tell you once, and only once"
[Verse 1]
First of all, I ain't even want to make this sh**
There's a lot of rap cats out here faking the sh**
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 f** that n***a ______ 'cause his f**ing check bounced
You thought ______ little single was hot?
I wrote that sh** 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 sh**
Now ______ A&R, he on my answering machine sick
Hollering in my phone, "Sk**z, can you write to this?"
Sure, for stacks, n***a, I make your act bigger
But f** ______ and his whole label 'cause I ain't never get my plaque, n***a
Jadakiss told y'all cats and that's that
Y'all have our ASCAP or get your a** capped
[Hook]
"Mad Sk**z" "Ghost writer, and for the right price
I can even make yo' sh** tighter" --] Jay Z (Repeat 3x)
"Mad Sk**z" "Ghostwriter" Say what
"When my pen hits the paper, awwww sh**!" --] 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 sh**
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 sh** 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 f**ing 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 Sk**z, '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, n***a? What the f** 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 n***a like you wrote that hook
Your favorite rappers' songs? I put the flames in it
Y'all keep f**ing around, I'mma put this back out with your names in it
[Hook]