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it out
This is my shit fo
Its gunna be off tha
this out
The Kon nigga

Artist]
The Kon born liar
Lie to your pops and
em Im a good kid
Catholic
Knowin i went to school
And sweared and got
Even when i got a whole two
And bitch I did do it
Steal Ive been through it
that
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 im a classy nigga
But im far from average joe that you know
Use people for at shoot outs
That i started, cold
Runnin reckless peep out your shorty till my neck
Infectionist, bug we all ruff
Showed your love or slugs
Could have tortured him, told me that he didnt die
We forced him
Fuckin peeps has his bat, we brawled they fled
Now we layin dead with his chicked head Dirty Fihed
Come battle us with your heat and stabbed, and gagged
and dragged and thrown inside of a bag
Your been had, bamboozle, run em up
But you loosing credibility the _ and up

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

Sicker the
a cannon with a focus
Thats killin all the players and the
Embarrass you in front of company dirty roaches
this and get served the situation, hopeless
Wrote this, jot it down 'cause Kuniva wrote
The wild animal rhyme
Ferocious,
Nigga walkin behind you a dosage
Of tales that be stompin small soldiers
The grim reaper dipped in all like folgers
Packing four heaters and five holsters
Suppose if i was to let you put up all your
Let everybody think you was the
I'd strike you quicker then the cobra
Box you up and ya
Take you underwater and hold you its over
I told you once you _ with a blunt
be pullin off the dope fiends selllin tha _
Get your ass kicked quicker punts
Im of you punks
Cock it now Im upset
Yo' niggas
Im blowing smoke outta ya chest it connect
Creepin like insects and ridin with ten

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

Im a named guy
Who loves to stay
Got a ten inch and the gun the same size
A named bitch
Whos thick with eyes
Who loves to suck dick and get hit by eight
Its Bugz bitch, you the fuck you thunk it
Gettin drunk with thug
Too fucken numb to feel the
Yall niggas know the
No gimmicks, No timids, no manners, and no
time, bitch, Im goin all out
Whippin the out
Like get the out
Im crime, sick individual
Ask my peers in middle
If you walk my way home gettin is like a ritual
giant, tyrant who lies _
Just to get you to do what I
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 wife in your new bed
Fuck your chicken head she suck anyway
Fuck who say crime dont pay

Heard enough to make a glad bust
Add just my beef I had enuff
Snuff the sweetest mc in camp tribe rivulry
To be as live as me keep em like a library
My are virgin tight
And not
You the mic suckable
Without pox, untouchable
Peep my _ to be tested
Ill test the globe and rip your domestic
Majestic to rap to win
the _, and slap the chin of the aggresor
Thinkin they fresher
conquest holdin down the one sided contest
That explosive rappin
The fans wear a vest
be a eliquit
A pimp to mant with clips
Fuck _ and being skinny with zits
Im the shhhhh, _
Like in a crack pot
I its best you act right
Ill confirm your death, left the _
is blowin up like the fourth _
I whisper far well to my
I push her down the stairwell
And im sendin her care
get well you old hag
Ill bring the like a blow fag
Staplin one his to his sock
Doin jacks
Once we put you bitch their aint no comin back
that

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

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