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[Kon
I damage your
With the butt of the
sex
you ear to ear
With the of my Gillette
You get respect
If you was a or a cadet
Granddaddy, daddy, or uncle a Vietnam vet
I'll battle you 50
Solo shocker dead beat
Derelicts on the
like thugs outta prison with slugs
While y'all screaming
grasses in a submission
(Lay your pot to piss in)
up the house you live in
Believe me, we
And often you is
Your whole cheesy
Because you got platinum on it
make it hot
We with real niggas
And that's something you not
I'm vampin you got
setting up camp at your spot
Foiling plot
Every rhyme you jot
I rock to the six like musty
A corpses that been cut up
And in abandoned lots
Ya, theme
Comparing your
To is a fucked up dream
The shit I seen
Has turned me to a fiend
Sticking your peeps for
or boots, nigga, I'm crushing your dreams
As foul as it
Dismantling spleens til whole clique's
funny like handicapped juggling teams
I rumble with
More with seen
Until it's time for me to kill
Sincerely yours, the Kon

Ay yo
Competition of such
the one must
Let the guns
one trust

a mic
Slaughter life
Runnin avenue bitch
It's water and
Competition ain't such
Derelicts the one
Let the guns
It's one trust

a mic
Slaughter life
avenue soldiers bitch
Smarter and

Who's the fat
Rapping mo' master
Snorting coke that's whiter than
run faster
I can all of you motherfuckers
And bitch I was with asthma
life, I'd rather track Jack Daniels
Smoke weed and rape
A Tom, nigga I need Ridalin
girls
Bitch I date senior citizens
Your grandma, nigga I'm the one vic'd her
Next you rush me
You better be a little bit
Run your in the house
And make full of liquor
I'm lettin' you throw the blow
And bring ten of your niggas
End ya
Like the last day of
(But did you rape bitch?)
I was so drunk I can't
I used to be in a
We had an who was the hottest
Now both niggas is dead
And I roll as a artist


Look you stressed out
I divide these bullets equally your crew
And you five so you don't feel left out
Like red the
I'm nailing niggas in spleens
Just to walking again a sympathetic dream
schemes
Rap and dismantle
Tackle and wax you
your rap name was Candle
Grabbing a mic with no
you dusty
Like walking the desert in old
If you weeded or
Keep your heat in trunk
We you to lumps
Swell you up with mumps
We dangerous
my chews
Spittin the out
at you whether you coming out
Or you out
You exempt
this murderous attempt
I'm you pimp
you are a loss
Invincible, why you to be a mind boss
If the Kon Artis say it it's done
With or a gun
Eat a and spit out a drum
one
Trust
the game of death
Take last breath
'Til last name is left