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Konichiwa
Konichiwa

What up, up, these n****z suck?
They can't hold a fort, better hold thought, B
If I can't get it off, see my is MSG
it, I'm salty, the game been loss me

Pay ya dues, it cost me, who like I'm past my prime
Hey Carlton Fisk, n****, pass the nine, who cross me, now?
And put my body in the and found
You with the business, then bust off a

It's like the passions of Christ, get crucified for having that ice
And the audacity for having that life, n****z starving and s***
The reason they be robbing and s***
The same reason you've been b****
(These must of forgot)

The line between a hoe and a trick
Give 'em the clip between the four and the
(Yea, I'm high)
There I go again, a spliff
When I exhale, it's like I'm blowing a
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

N.Y.C., is all I see, O.D.B., n****, R.I.P.
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C., you it all
Well, then like me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

Come on, come on, I think playing my song
I came to blow out the frame and I'm gone
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
M E T, to the H O D, why motherf***ers wanna on me?
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

For every rhyme, there's a on my chest
Scared of the Man, you should be scared of the
Now every damn that I drop, is homicidal, that could to be done
There's no survival, now who to be next?
(If you don't me by now)

Know where the is, doing it for
The most thoroughest, you the most, pa
The call it "forpa" when f***ing with son
The odds a to none, too many flavors
ain't f***ing with one

It's getting deep, see the plot
No to be, if you b*****, n****
the Clan, we always got RZA
I put it down, like I give a
One in the head, I bet he get up

We drinking malt liquor out of your
Just to talk then paint a scene that you can all picture
You going in? Well, let me with cha
It's Method Man, but for Mr., Mef
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

N.Y.C., is all I see, O.D.B., n****, R.I.P.
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C., you it all
Well, y'all like me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

Come on, come on, I think playing my song
I came to blow out the frame and I'm gone
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
M E T, to the H O D, why wanna hate on me?
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

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