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Konichiwa
Konichiwa

What up, what up, n****z suck?
They can't hold a fort, hold that thought, B
If I get it off, see my attitude is MSG
F*** it, I'm salty, the game 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 in the lost and found
You with the business, then off a round

like the passions of Christ, get crucified just for having 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 thin line between a hoe and a
Give 'em the clip between the and the fifth
(Yea, I'm high)
There I go again, a spliff
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)
This Beez on ya M.I.C., you want it all
Well, then y'all me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

on, come on, I think they playing my song
I to blow them 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, 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 dare to be
no survival, now who care to be next?
(If you don't me by now)

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

It's getting deep, see the plot
No place to be, if you b*****,
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 Benz
Just to talk slicker paint a scene that you can all picture
You going in? Well, let me walk cha
Method 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 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)

Konichiwa
bi*ches
Konichiwa
bi*ches