Luyện nghe bài hát Activity As Phuctivity

it out
This is my fo real
Its gunna be off tha
Peep out
The Kon Artist

[Kon
The Kon Artist born
Lie to pops and moms
em Im a good kid
Catholic
i went to public school
And sweared and got
Even weed i got a whole two
And that I did do it
Steal cars Ive through it
Done
Played buddy and rob ya like nigga run that
Bum cat, and bone hood till they bleed on my floor mat
Nasty nigga, make ya beleive that im a nigga
But im far from that joe that you know
Use for sheilds at shoot outs
That i started, hearted
Runnin reckless out your shorty till my neck twistin
Infectionist, poisonus bug we all
Showed daddy love or slugs
Could tortured him, told me that he didnt wanna die
We still him
Fuckin has his bat, when we brawled they fled
Now we layin dead his chicked head like Dirty Fihed
Come battle us your heat and stabbed, nabbed and gagged
and dragged and thrown inside of a bag
Your fans had, bamboozle, run em up
But you credibility the miniute _ and up

So that stank bitch with the saggy ass titties
all the niggas that dont represent our city
Fuck JLB they dont play none of my
Fuck all them niggas that be suckin our

Sicker the
a cannon with a focus
Thats killin all the players and the
Embarrass you in front of company like dirty
Approach this and get served the situation,
this, jot it down 'cause Kuniva wrote this
The wild rhyme colprut
Ferocious,
walkin behind you with a dosage
Of teffifyin tales that be small soldiers
The grim reaper dipped in all black folgers
Packing four heaters and five holsters
if i was to let you put up all your posters
Let think you was the dopest
I'd rather strike you quicker then the
Box you up and ya
Take you underwater and hold you its over
I told you once you dumb _ with a
That be pullin off the dope selllin tha _
Get your ass kicked quicker punts
Im of you punks
Cock it back now Im
Yo' niggas
Im blowing outta ya chest when it connect
Creepin like insects and with ten techs

Ahh fuck any D.J that dont Bizarre's shit
Fuck your sister I dont her she dont suck dick
Fuck that that talk shit to my crew
Fuck all yall niggas who say I like you

Im a named guy
Who loves to stay
Got a ten dick and the gun the same size
A named bitch
thick with grey eyes
Who to suck dick and get hit by eight guys
Its bitch, you the fuck you thunk it was?
Gettin drunk drunken thug
Too fucken numb to the buzz
niggas know the image
No gimmicks, No timids, no manners, and no
time, bitch, Im goin all out
Whippin the out
Like get the out
Im miss crime, sick
Ask my peers in school
If you walk my way home robbed is like a ritual
giant, tyrant who lies _
Just to get you to do I want
And bitch you
Sit you still, tie you up
to ill
And destroy you face, Im some shit that u can feel

Fuck all yall niggas who say dozen's dead
Fuckin your new wife in your new bed
your chicken head she suck dick anyway
Fuck who say crime dont pay

Heard enough to make a glad bust
Add just my magnum beef I had
Snuff the mc in this camp tribe rivulry
To be as live as me keep em quiet a library
My rhymes are tight
And not
You find the mic
chicked pox, untouchable
Peep my _ aint to be
Ill test the and rip through your domestic
warrior to rap to win
Knock the _, and slap the chin of the
Thinkin that fresher
Wanted holdin down the one sided contest
That rappin nigga
The fans wear a vest
Style be a
A fellow pimp to with clips
Fuck _ kicks and being with zits
Im the shhhhh, _
cane in a crack pot
I its best you act right
Ill confirm your death, the morgue _
D-12 is up like the fourth _
I whisper far well to my
Till I her down the stairwell
And im sendin her mail
Like get you old hag
Ill bring the pain a blow fag
one his gonads to his sock
Doin jumping
Once we put you down their aint no comin back
that

Its the big guy, to get on you
Battle? I'll be to shit on you
against my crew and see who gets destroyed
Fuck I'll let you bring bats and brawl some of my
Shady ass niggas wether or sober
Bizarre that was demo you just recorded over
I dont a dam bitch Im just to ill
ten pills y'all run across the Lambo Field
Like bitches _ , _ _, think of the illest line
And I bet you i already it
Just it, 'cause you niggas pathetic
Pop shit, niggas go and get it
Beat your ass hang ya with this mic cord
Fuck the sword, I quote my raps in
Suck my dick while I like its funny
And drive off she yell
"Where's my money"

any body who beef with d-12
Fuck all yall momma pussy's smell
Fuck anybody that bring tha beef
Fuck all hoes that say my feet stick
Fuck niggas that dont give us radio play
takin a bath i dont wash anyways
Fuck anybody to be on our team
all yall niggas with them weak ass dream
Fuck all them niggas watchin videos to be rappers that their not 'cause they cant rock the fucken
Fuck all yall niggas them dirty ass shoes come in the club like your dope and your singing the blues
Fuck anybody tryin to our ass
Fuck all yall who wont cut my grass
Fuck all them niggas who aint getitn no
Fuck all yo' hoes who let me stick their honey
Fuck all the who aint givin up the sex
Fuck all you niggas and im whos next
Fuck anybody battle my crew
Fuck, you, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck you
Fuck anybody wanna get down _
Fuck all yall sayin you cant feel my mommy
you mommy
Fuck daddy
Fuck your
Fuck his
Fuck your
everybody
Fuck his
Fuck John
Fuck the
_
Fuck New
Fuck
New Jersy
Fuck