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[Kon
I your neck
With the butt of the
sex
you ear to ear
With the of my Gillette
You couldn't get
If you was a or a cadet
Granddaddy, daddy, or uncle a Vietnam vet
battle you 50 deep
Solo shocker dead beat
on the loose
Wylin' like thugs outta prison with
While start screaming
Like grasses in a
(Lay your pot to piss in)
Blow up the you live in
me, we greedy
And you is easy
whole album cheesy
Because you got artists on it
Don't it hot
We steamroll with niggas
And something that you not
I'm what you got
Then up camp at your spot
Foiling plot
Every rhyme you jot
I rock to the six musty twat
A dead that been cut up
And left in lots
Ya, derelicts
Comparing your
To is a fucked up dream
The shit I seen
Has turned me to a scandalous
your peeps for cream
Gators or boots, nigga, I'm your dreams
As as it seems
Dismantling spleens til whole clique's
Walking funny like juggling teams
I with kings
More with seen
Until time for me to kill again
Sincerely yours, the Kon

Ay yo
Competition of such
Derelicts the one
Let the guns
Brigade one

a mic
Slaughter your
Runnin avenue bitch
water and trife
Competition ain't such
the one must
Let the bust
Brigade one trust

a mic
Slaughter your
Runnin' avenue soldiers
and trife

Who's the fat
Rapping that mo'
Snorting that's whiter than Casper
Better run
I can all of you motherfuckers
And bitch I was with asthma
Fuck life, I'd rather track Daniels
Smoke weed and rape
A peeping Tom, nigga I Ridalin
girls
Bitch I only date senior
Your grandma, nigga I'm the one vic'd her
Next time you me
You better be a little bit
Run your streets in the
And make full of malt
I'm you throw the first blow
And bring ten of toughest niggas
End ya
Like the day of December
(But did you rape bitch?)
I was so drunk I remember
I used to be in a
We had an argument who was the
Now them niggas is dead
And I roll as a artist


Look you stressed out
I divide these equally among your crew
And you five so you don't feel left out
red the hammer
I'm nailing niggas in spleens
Just to make walking again a dream
schemes
Rap vandal and
MC's and wax you
Like rap name was Candle
Grabbing a mic with no
you dusty
Like walking the in old sandals
If you or drunk
your heat in your trunk
We beat you to
Swell you up permanent mumps
We dangerous
my chews
Spittin the out
Getting at you whether you out
Or you out
You exempt
From murderous attempt
I'm telling you
you are a loss
Invincible, why you trying to be a boss
If the Kon say it then it's done
or without a gun
Eat a track and spit out a
one
Trust
Playing the of death
Take your last
'Til your last name is