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[Kon
I damage your
With the of the tech
sex
you ear to ear
With the of my Gillette
You get respect
If you was a captain or a
Granddaddy, daddy, or who's a Vietnam vet
battle you 50 deep
Solo artist dead beat
on the loose
Wylin' like thugs outta with slugs
While y'all screaming
Like in a submission
(Lay your pot to piss in)
Blow up the house you in
me, we greedy
And often you is
Your album cheesy
Because you got platinum on it
make it hot
We steamroll with real
And that's something you not
I'm vampin you got
Then up camp at your spot
your plot
Every rhyme you jot
I rock to the six like musty
A corpses that been cut up
And left in lots
Ya, derelicts
Comparing your
To ours is a fucked up
The shit I done
Has turned me to a scandalous
Sticking your peeps for
Gators or boots, nigga, I'm crushing your
As foul as it
Dismantling spleens til your clique's
Walking funny like handicapped juggling
I with kings
More with seen
it's time for me to kill again
Sincerely yours, the Kon

Ay yo
Competition of none's
Derelicts the one
Let the guns
Brigade one

a mic
Slaughter life
Runnin avenue bitch
water and trife
Competition ain't none
Derelicts the one
Let the guns
It's one trust

a mic
Slaughter your
Runnin' avenue soldiers
Smarter and

Who's the fat
Rapping mo' master
Snorting coke that's whiter than
Better run
I can out-smoke all of you
And bitch I was born asthma
life, I'd rather track Jack Daniels
Smoke and rape Cockerspaniels
A peeping Tom, nigga I Ridalin
Fuck
Bitch I only senior citizens
Your grandma, nigga I'm the one that her
Next time you me
You better be a little bit
Run your streets in the
And make full of liquor
I'm lettin' you throw the first
And bring ten of your niggas
End ya
the last day of December
(But did you that bitch?)
I was so drunk I can't
I to be in a group
We had an argument who was the
Now both them niggas is
And I roll as a solo


Look you stressed out
I divide these equally among your crew
And you five so you don't feel left out
Like red the
I'm nailing in they spleens
Just to make walking a sympathetic dream
schemes
Rap and dismantle
Tackle and wax you
Like your rap was Candle
Grabbing a mic with no
Leaving you
Like walking the desert in old
If you or drunk
Keep heat in your trunk
We you to lumps
Swell you up with permanent
We dangerous
my chews
Spittin the out
at you whether you coming out
Or you out
You never
this 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
With or a gun
Eat a track and out a drum
one
Trust
the game of death
Take your breath
'Til your last name is