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This is my shit fo real

Its gunna be off tha hook

Peep this out

The Kon Artist nigga

(Kon Artist)

The Kon Artist born liar

Lie to your pops and moms

Tell em Im a good kid

Catholic raised

Knowin i went to public school

And sweared and got blazed

Even weed when i got a whole two

And that bitch I did do it

Steal cars Ive been through it

Done that

Played buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that

Bum cat
and bone hood rats till they bleed on my floor mat

Nasty nigga
make ya beleive that im a classy nigga

But im far from that average joe that you know

Use people for sheilds at shoot outs

That i started
cold hearted

Runnin reckless peep out your shorty till my neck twistin

poisonus bug we all ruff

Showed your daddy love or slugs

Could have tortured him
told me that he didnt wanna die

We still forced him

Fuckin peeps has his bat
when we brawled they fled

Now we layin dead with his chicked head like Dirty Fihed

Come battle us with your heat and stabbed
nabbed and gagged

Jabbed and dragged and thrown inside of a bag

Your fans been had
run em up

But you loosing credibility the miniute __ and up

So fuck that stank bitch with the saggy ass titties

Fuck all the niggas that dont represent our city

Fuck JLB they dont play none of my shit

Fuck all them niggas that be suckin our dicks


Sicker the tuburculosis

Pack a cannon with a focus

Thats killin all the players and the coaches

Embarrass you in front of company like dirty roaches

Approach this and get served the situation

Wrote this
jot it down cuz Kuniva wrote this

The wild animal rhyme colprut


Nigga walkin behind you with a dosage

Of teffifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers

The grim reaper dipped in all black like folgers

Packing four heaters and carrying five holsters

Suppose if i was to let you put up all your posters

Let everybody think you was the dopest

I'd rather strike you quicker then the cobra

Box you up and sold ya

Take you underwater and hold you until its over

I told you once you dumb ___ with a blunt

That be pullin off the dope fiends selllin tha ___

Get your ass kicked quicker then punts

Im sick of you punks

Cock it back now Im upset

Yo' niggas next

Im blowing smoke outta ya chest when it connect

Creepin like insects and ridin with ten techs

Ahh fuck any D.J that dont play Bizarre's shit

Fuck your sister I dont like her she dont suck dick

Fuck that nigga that talk shit to my crew

Fuck all yall niggas who say I dont like you


Im a brand named guy

Who loves to stay high

Got a ten inch dick and the gun the same size

A bitch named bitch

Whos thick with grey eyes

Who loves to suck dick and get hit by eight guys

Its Bugz bitch
you the fuck you thunk it was?

Gettin drunk with drunken thug

Too fucken numb to feel the buzz

Yall niggas know the image

No gimmicks
No timids
no manners
and no limits

This time
Im goin all out

Whippin the four out

Like get the dough out

Im miss crime
sick individual

Ask my peers in middle school

If you walk my way home gettin robbed is like a ritual

Lyrical giant
tyrant who lies ___

Just to get you to do what I want

And bitch you will

Sit you still
tie you up

Begin to ill

And destroy you face
Im with some shit that u can feel

Fuck all yall niggas who say dirty dozen's dead

Fuckin your new wife in your brand new bed

Fuck your chicken head she suck dick anyway

Fuck anybody who say crime dont pay


Heard enough garbage to make a glad bust

Add just my magnum beef I had enuff

Snuff the sweetest mc in this camp tribe rivulry

To be as live as me keep em quiet like a library

My rhymes are virgin tight

And not fuck-with-able

You find the mic suckable

Without chicked pox

Peep my __ aint to be tested

Ill test the globe and rip through your domestic

Majestic warrior to rap to win

Knock the __
and slap the chin of the aggresor

Thinkin that they fresher

Wanted conquest holdin down the one sided contest

That explosive rappin nigga

The fans wear a bomb vest

Style be a eliquit

A fellow pimp to mant with clips

Fuck __ kicks and being skinny with zits

Im the shhhhh

Like cane in a crack pot

I thinks its best you act right

Ill confirm your death
left the morgue ___

D-12 is blowin up like the fourth ___

I whisper far well to my granny

Till I push her down the stairwell

And im sendin her care mail

Like get well you old hag

Ill bring the pain like a blow fag

Staplin one his gonads to his sock

Doin jumping jacks

Once we put you down bitch their aint no comin back

Remember that


Its the big guy
quick to get on you

Battle? I'll be glad to shit on you

Come against my crew and see who gets destroyed

Fuck I'll let you bring bats and brawl some of my boyz

Shady ass niggas wether drunk or sober

Bizarre that was demo tape you just recorded over

I dont give a dam bitch Im just to ill

Gimme ten pills y'all run across the Lambo Field

Like bitches __
__ __
think of the illest line know

And I bet you i already said it

Just forget it
cuz you niggas pathetic

Pop shit
yall niggas go and get it

Beat your ass hang ya with this fuckin mic cord

Fuck the sword
I quote my raps in billboard

Suck my dick while I laugh like its funny

And drive off while she yell

Where's my money

Fuck any body who beef with d-12

Fuck all yall momma their pussy's smell

Fuck anybody that wanna bring tha beef

Fuck all yall hoes that say my feet stick

Fuck them niggas that dont give us radio play

Fuck takin a bath i dont wash anyways

Fuck anybody tryin to be on our team

Fuck all yall niggas with them weak ass dream

Fuck all them niggas watchin videos to be rappers

that their not cuz they cant rock the fucken spot

Fuck all yall niggas with them dirty ass shoes come

in the club like your dope and your singing the blues

Fuck anybody tryin to kiss our ass

Fuck all yall niggas who wont cut my grass

Fuck all them niggas who aint getitn no money

Fuck all yo' hoes who wont let me stick their honey

Fuck all the girls who aint givin up the sex

Fuck all you niggas and im askin whos next

Fuck anybody wanna battle my crew

Fuck you
Fuck you

Fuck anybody wanna get down with ___

Fuck all yall niggas sayin you cant feel my mommy

Fuck you mommy

Fuck your daddy

Fuck your gramma

Fuck his caddy

Fuck your people

Fuck everybody

Fuck his girlfriend

Fuck John Gotti

Fuck the Mafia

Fuck ___

Fuck New York

Fuck Detriot

Fuck New Jersy

Fuck California
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