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(Check it out.. ah, haha) |
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Aww, yeah! This is my shit fo' real |
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(Ahhhhhhhhhh-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-RAHHH!) |
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It's gonna be off the hook! (That was dope, that's right) |
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Peep this out (Dirty Doezn) |
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Kon Artis nigga, yo yo |
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The Kon Artis - born liar; lie to your pops and moms |
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Tell 'em I'm a good kid, Catholic raised |
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Knowin I went to public school and squares I blazed |
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Even weed when I got ahold too and YEAH bitch I did do it |
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Steal cars I've been through it - done that |
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Play buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that; bum cat |
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And bone hood rats - 'til they bleed on my floor mat |
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Nasty nigga, make YOU believe that I'm a classy nigga |
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But I'm far from that, average Joe that you know |
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Use people for shields at shootouts that I started, cold-hearted |
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Runnin reckless, peep out your shorty 'til my neck twistin |
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An infectionist, poisonous bug we all drugged |
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Showed your daddy love or slugs; could have tortured him |
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Told me that he didn't wanna die, we still forced him |
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Thought his peeps had his back, when we brawled they fled |
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Now he layin dead with his chicked head like Dodi Fayed |
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Come to battle us with yo' heat and stabbed, nabbed and gagged |
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Jabbed and dragged and thrown inside of a bag |
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Your fans been had, bamboozled, run 'em up |
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But you loosing credibility the minute Dozen'll up |
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So FUCK that stank bitch with the saggy-ass titties |
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And FUCK all the niggas that don't represent our city |
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And FUCK 'JLB, they don't play none of my shit |
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FUCK all them niggas that be suckin our dicks |
| [01:13.905][Kuniva] |
I'm sicker than tuburculosis; pack a cannon with a focus |
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That's killin all the players and the coaches |
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Embarass you in front of company like dirty roaches |
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Approach this and get served - the situation, hopeless |
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Quote this - jot it down cause Kuniva wrote this |
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The wild animal rhyme culprit, ferocious |
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Closes, nigga walkin behind you with a dosage |
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Of terrifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers |
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The Grim Reaper dipped in all black like Folgers |
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Packin four heaters and carryin five holsters |
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Suppose if, I was to let you put up all your posters |
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Let everybody think you was the dopest (HELL NAW!) |
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I'd rather strike you quicker then the cobra, box you up and sold ya |
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Take you underwater and hold you until it's over |
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I told you once you dumb dummies with a blunt |
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That be pullin off the dope fiend stunt-of-the-month |
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Get yo' ass kicked quicker then punts, I'm sick of you punks |
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Cock it back now I'm upset, yo' nigga's next |
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I'm blowin smoke outta ya chest when it connects |
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Creepin like insects then ridin with ten Tecs |
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Ahh FUCK any DJ that don't play Bizarre's shit |
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FUCK your sister I don't like her she don't suck dick |
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Ahh FUCK that nigga that talked shit to my crew |
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And yo FUCK all y'all niggas that say, "I don't like you!" |
| [02:15.073][Bugz] |
I'm a brand named guy who loves to stay high |
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Got a ten inch dick and the gun the same size |
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A bitch named bitch who's thick with grey eyes |
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Who loves to suck dick and get hit by eight guys |
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It's Bugz bitch - who the fuck you thunk it was? |
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Gettin drunk with drunken thug too fuckin numb to feel the buzz |
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Unnnggggghhhh - yeah, y'all niggas know the image |
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No gimmicks, no timids, no manners, and No Limits |
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This time, bitch, I'm goin all out |
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Whippin the fo' out, like get the dough out, YEAH! |
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I miss crime - sick individual, ask my peers in middle school |
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If you walk my way home gettin robbed is like a ritual |
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Lyrical giant, tyrant who lies habitual |
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Just to get you to do what I want; yeah, and bitch you will |
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Sit you still, tie you up, begin to ill |
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And swoll your fuckin face up with some shit that you can feel |
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Okay FUCK all you niggas that say Dirty Dozen's dead |
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FUCKIN yo' new wife in yo' brand new bed |
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Yo FUCK yo' chickenhead, she suck dick anyway |
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And fuck anybody that say crime don't pay |
| [03:06.252][Proof] |
Heard enough garbage, to make a Glad bust |
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Ad-just my Magnum; beef I had enough |
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Snuff the sweetest MC in this camp tribe rivalry |
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To be as live as me keep 'em quiet like a library (SHHHH!) |
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My rhymes are virgin tight and un-fuck-with-able |
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You find the mic suckable.. |
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Without chicked pox untouchable - peep my adjusted |
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Ain't to be tested, touch the globe whip through yo' domestic |
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Majestic warrior the rap to win, apprehend |
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And slap a chin of the aggressor, think that they fresher |
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Wanted conquest holdin down the one-sided contest |
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That explosive rappin nigga the fans wear a bomb vest |
