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Konichiwa
Konichiwa

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We drinking malt liquor out of Benz
Just to talk slicker then paint a scene that you can all
You in? Well, let me walk 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, then like me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

on, come on, I think they 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)

Konichiwa
Konichiwa
Konichiwa
bi*ches