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Artis]
I damage your
the butt of the tech
sex
you ear to ear
With the of my Gillette
You couldn't get
If you was a captain or a
Granddaddy, daddy, or uncle who's a vet
I'll battle you 50
Solo shocker dead beat
on the loose
Wylin' like thugs outta prison with
While start screaming
Like grasses in a
(Lay down pot to piss in)
Blow up the house you in
Believe me, we
And often you is
whole album cheesy
Because you got platinum on it
make it hot
We steamroll with niggas
And something that you not
I'm vampin you got
Then setting up at your spot
your plot
Every that you jot
I rock to the six musty twat
A corpses that been cut up
And in abandoned lots
Ya, theme
Comparing your
To ours is a up dream
The shit I seen
Has turned me to a scandalous
Sticking peeps for cream
Gators or boots, nigga, I'm crushing dreams
As as it seems
Dismantling spleens til whole clique's
Walking funny like juggling teams
I with kings
More humble seen
Until it's time for me to kill
Sincerely yours, the Kon

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

a mic
Slaughter your
avenue soldiers bitch
It's water and
Competition ain't none
Derelicts the one
Let the guns
It's Brigade one

a mic
Slaughter life
Runnin' avenue soldiers
and trife

Who's the fat
Rapping mo' master
Snorting that's whiter than Casper
run faster
I can out-smoke all of you
And bitch I was born with
Fuck life, I'd rather Jack Daniels
weed and rape Cockerspaniels
A peeping Tom, nigga I Ridalin
girls
Bitch I date senior citizens
Your grandma, nigga I'm the one that her
Next you rush me
You be a little bit quicker
Run your streets in the
And make full of malt
I'm you throw the first blow
And bring ten of your toughest
End ya
the last day of December
(But did you rape bitch?)
I was so drunk I remember
I to be in a group
We had an argument who was the
Now both niggas is dead
And I roll as a artist


Look you stressed out
I divide these bullets equally among crew
And give you five so you feel left out
red the hammer
I'm nailing in they spleens
Just to walking again a sympathetic dream
schemes
Rap and dismantle
MC's and wax you
Like your rap name was
Grabbing a mic with no
you dusty
Like walking the in old sandals
If you weeded or
Keep your heat in trunk
We beat you to
Swell you up with permanent
We dangerous
my chews
Spittin the out
at you whether you coming out
Or you out
You exempt
From murderous attempt
I'm telling you
you are a loss
Invincible, why you trying to be a mind
If the Kon Artis say it 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 is left