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Konichiwa
Konichiwa

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

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

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

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

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

Come on, come on, I think they playing my
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 hate on me?
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

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

where the borough is, doing it for
The most thoroughest, you the most, pa
The French call it "forpa" f***ing with son
The odds a hundred to none, too many
Y'all f***ing with one

It's getting deep, see the plot
No to be, if you b*****, n****
Outside the Clan, we got RZA
I put it down, like I don't a
One in the head, I bet he get up

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

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

Come on, come on, I think they playing my
I to blow them 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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