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it out
This is my shit fo
Its be off tha hook
Peep out
The Kon Artist

[Kon
The Kon Artist born
Lie to your pops and
Tell em Im a kid
Catholic
Knowin i to public school
And and got blazed
Even when i got a whole two
And bitch I did do it
cars Ive been through it
Done
buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that
Bum cat, and bone hood till they bleed on my floor mat
Nasty nigga, make ya that im a classy nigga
But im far from that joe that you know
Use people for at shoot outs
That i started, cold
Runnin reckless peep out your till my neck twistin
Infectionist, poisonus bug we all
Showed your love or slugs
have tortured him, told me that he didnt wanna die
We still him
Fuckin peeps has his bat, we brawled they fled
Now we dead with his chicked head like Dirty Fihed
Come us with 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 fuck that stank with the saggy ass titties
Fuck all the that dont represent our city
Fuck JLB dont play none of my shit
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 roaches
Approach this and get the situation, hopeless
Wrote this, jot it down 'cause Kuniva this
The wild rhyme colprut
Ferocious,
Nigga walkin you with a dosage
Of teffifyin tales that be stompin soldiers
The reaper dipped in all black like folgers
Packing four and carrying five holsters
if i was to let you put up all your posters
Let think you was the dopest
I'd rather strike you then the cobra
Box you up and ya
Take you underwater and hold you until its
I told you once you dumb _ with a
That be pullin off the dope selllin tha _
Get your ass kicked quicker then
Im sick of you
Cock it back now Im
Yo' niggas
Im blowing smoke ya chest when it connect
like insects and ridin with ten techs

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

Im a brand guy
Who to stay high
Got a ten inch dick and the gun the same
A named bitch
Whos thick with grey
Who loves to suck dick and get hit by guys
Its Bugz bitch, you the you thunk it was?
Gettin drunk with thug
Too fucken numb to feel the
Yall niggas know the
No gimmicks, No timids, no manners, and no
This time, bitch, Im all out
the four out
Like get the out
Im miss crime, individual
Ask my peers in school
If you walk my way gettin robbed is like a ritual
Lyrical giant, tyrant who _
to get you to do what I want
And you will
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 in your brand new bed
Fuck your chicken head she dick anyway
Fuck anybody who say dont pay

Heard garbage to make a glad bust
Add just my magnum I had enuff
the sweetest mc in this camp tribe rivulry
To be as as me keep em quiet like a library
My are virgin tight
And not
You find the mic
chicked pox, untouchable
Peep my _ to be tested
Ill test the globe and rip through domestic
warrior to rap to win
Knock the _, and slap the of the aggresor
Thinkin they fresher
conquest holdin down the one sided contest
That explosive rappin
The fans wear a bomb
Style be a
A pimp to mant with clips
Fuck _ and being skinny with zits
Im the shhhhh, _
cane in a crack pot
I thinks its you act right
Ill confirm death, left the morgue _
D-12 is up like the fourth _
I whisper far well to my
I push her down the stairwell
And im her care mail
get well you old hag
Ill bring the pain like a fag
Staplin one his gonads to his
jumping jacks
Once we put you down bitch aint no comin back
Remember

Its the big guy, to get on you
Battle? I'll be glad to on you
Come against my crew and see who gets
Fuck I'll let you bring bats and some of my boyz
Shady ass niggas wether or sober
Bizarre that was demo tape you recorded over
I dont give a dam Im just to ill
Gimme ten pills y'all run across the Lambo
Like bitches _ , _ _, of the illest line know
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 fuckin mic cord
Fuck the sword, I quote my in billboard
Suck my dick while I laugh its funny
And off while she yell
"Where's my money"

Fuck any who beef with d-12
Fuck all yall momma their smell
Fuck anybody that wanna tha beef
Fuck all yall hoes say my feet stick
Fuck them niggas that give us radio play
Fuck takin a i dont wash anyways
Fuck anybody tryin to be on our
all yall niggas with them weak ass dream
Fuck all them niggas watchin videos to be rappers that their not 'cause cant rock the fucken spot
Fuck all yall niggas with them dirty ass shoes in the club like your dope and your singing the blues
Fuck tryin to kiss our ass
Fuck all niggas who wont cut my grass
Fuck all them niggas who getitn no money
Fuck all yo' hoes who let me stick their honey
Fuck all the girls who givin up the sex
Fuck all you niggas and im askin whos
Fuck anybody battle my crew
Fuck, Fuck you, Fuck, Fuck, you
anybody wanna get down with _
Fuck all yall niggas you cant feel my mommy
Fuck you
Fuck your
Fuck your
Fuck his
your people
Fuck
his girlfriend
Fuck Gotti
Fuck the
_
Fuck New
Detriot
Fuck New
California