(Check it out.. ah, haha) Aww, yeah! This is my **** fo' real (Ahhhhhhhhhh-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-RAHHH!) It's gonna be off the hook! (That was ****, that's right) Peep this out (Dirty Doezn) Kon Artis *****, yo yo [Kon Artis]The Kon Artis - born liar; lie to your pops and moms Tell 'em I'm a good kid, Catholic raised Knowin I went to public school and ******s I blazed Even **** when I got ahold too and YEAH ***** I did do it Steal cars I've been through it - done that Play buddy buddy and rob ya like ***** run that; bum cat And bone hood rats - 'til they bleed on my floor mat Nasty *****, make YOU believe that I'm a classy ***** But I'm far from that, average Joe that you know Use people for shields at shootouts that I started, cold-hearted Runnin reckless, peep out your shorty 'til my neck twistin An infectionist, poisonous bug we all drugged Showed your daddy love or slugs; could have tortured him Told me that he didn't wanna die, we still forced him Thought his peeps had his back, when we brawled they fled Now he layin dead with his chicked head like Dodi Fayed Come to battle us with yo' heat and stabbed, nabbed and gagged Jabbed and dragged and thrown inside of a bag Your fans been had, bamboozled, run 'em up But you loosing credibility the minute Dozen'll up So **** that stank ***** with the saggy-ass titties And **** all the *****s that don't represent our city And **** 'JLB, they don't play none of my **** **** all them *****s that be suckin our ****s [Kuniva]I'm sicker than tuburculosis; pack a cannon with a focus That's killin all the players and the coaches Embarass you in front of company like dirty roaches Approach this and get served - the situation, hopeless Quote this - jot it down cause Kuniva wrote this The wild animal rhyme culprit, ferocious Closes, ***** walkin behind you with a dosage Of terrifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers The Grim Reaper dipped in all black like Folgers Packin four heaters and carryin five holsters Suppose if, I was to let you put up all your posters Let everybody think you was the ****st (HELL NAW!) I'd rather strike you quicker then the cobra, box you up and sold ya Take you underwater and hold you until it's over I told you once you dumb dummies with a blunt That be pullin off the **** fiend stunt-of-the-month Get yo' ass kicked quicker then punts, I'm sick of you punks **** it back now I'm upset, yo' *****'s next I'm blowin smoke outta ya chest when it connects Creepin like insects then ridin with ten Tecs Ahh **** any DJ that don't play Bizarre's **** **** your sister I don't like her she don't suck **** Ahh **** that ***** that talked **** to my crew And yo **** all y'all *****s that say, "I don't like you!" [Bugz]I'm a brand named guy who loves to stay high Got a ten inch **** and the gun the same size A ***** named ***** who's thick with grey eyes Who loves to suck **** and get hit by eight guys It's Bugz ***** - who the **** you thunk it was? Gettin drunk with drunken thug too ****** numb to feel the buzz Unnnggggghhhh - yeah, y'all *****s know the image No gimmicks, no timids, no manners, and No Limits This time, *****, I'm goin all out Whippin the fo' out, like get the dough out, YEAH! I 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 habitual Just to get you to do what I want; yeah, and ***** you will Sit you still, tie you up, begin to ill And swoll your ****** face up with some **** that you can feel Okay **** all you *****s that say Dirty Dozen's dead ****** yo' new wife in yo' brand new bed Yo **** yo' chickenhead, she suck **** anyway And **** anybody that say crime don't pay [Proof]Heard enough garbage, to make a Glad bust Ad-just my Magnum; beef I had enough Snuff the sweetest MC in this camp tribe rivalry To be as live as me keep 'em quiet like a library (SHHHH!) My rhymes are virgin tight and un-****-with-able You find the mic suckable.. Without chicked pox untouchable - peep my adjusted Ain't to be tested, touch the globe whip through yo' domestic Majestic warrior the rap to win, apprehend And slap a chin of the aggressor, think that they fresher Wanted conquest holdin down the one-sided contest That explosive rappin ***** the fans wear a bomb vest
[00:00.708](Check it out.. ah, haha) [00:02.869]Aww, yeah! This is my **** fo' real [00:05.553](Ahhhhhhhhhh-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-RAHHH!) [00:07.451]It's gonna be off the hook! (That was ****, that's right) [00:09.327]Peep this out (Dirty Doezn) [00:10.764]Kon Artis *****, yo yo [00:12.067][Kon Artis]The Kon Artis - born liar; lie to your pops and moms [00:15.704]Tell 'em I'm a good kid, Catholic raised [00:17.554]Knowin I went to public school and ******s I blazed [00:20.016]Even **** when I got ahold too and YEAH ***** I did do it [00:22.892]Steal cars I've been through it - done that [00:25.153]Play buddy buddy and rob ya like ***** run that; bum cat [00:27.904]And bone hood rats - 'til they bleed on my floor mat [00:30.587]Nasty *****, make YOU believe that I'm a classy ***** [00:33.330]But I'm far from that, average Joe that you know [00:35.573]Use people for shields at shootouts that I started, cold-hearted [00:38.203]Runnin reckless, peep out your shorty 'til my neck twistin [00:40.801]An infectionist, poisonous bug we all drugged [00:43.114]Showed your daddy love or slugs; could have tortured him [00:45.827]Told me that he didn't wanna die, we still forced him [00:48.328]Thought his peeps had his back, when we brawled they fled [00:50.703]Now he layin dead with his chicked head like Dodi Fayed [00:53.214]Come to battle us with yo' heat and stabbed, nabbed and gagged [00:56.025]Jabbed and dragged and thrown inside of a bag [00:58.605]Your fans been had, bamboozled, run 'em up [01:01.088]But you loosing credibility the minute Dozen'll up [01:03.574]So **** that stank ***** with the saggy-ass titties [01:06.139]And **** all the *****s that don't represent our city [01:08.752]And **** 'JLB, they don't play none of my **** [01:11.214]**** all them *****s that be suckin our ****s [01:13.905][Kuniva]I'm sicker than tuburculosis; pack a cannon with a focus [01:17.079]That's killin all the players and the coaches [01:18.829]Embarass you in front of company like dirty roaches [01:21.452]Approach this and get served - the situation, hopeless [01:24.103]Quote this - jot it down cause Kuniva wrote this [01:26.624]The wild animal rhyme culprit, ferocious [01:29.205]Closes, ***** walkin behind you with a dosage [01:31.793]Of terrifyin tales that be stompin small soldiers [01:34.351]The Grim Reaper dipped in all black like Folgers [01:36.905]Packin four heaters and carryin five holsters [01:39.435]Suppose if, I was to let you put up all your posters [01:41.917]Let everybody think you was the ****st (HELL NAW!) [01:44.284]I'd rather strike you quicker then the cobra, box you up and sold ya [01:47.086]Take you underwater and hold you until it's over [01:49.638]I told you once you dumb dummies with a blunt [01:52.132]That be pullin off the **** fiend stunt-of-the-month [01:54.480]Get yo' ass kicked quicker then punts, I'm sick of you punks [01:57.306]**** it back now I'm upset, yo' *****'s next [01:59.812]I'm blowin smoke outta ya chest when it connects [02:02.267]Creepin like insects then ridin with ten Tecs [02:04.866]Ahh **** any DJ that don't play Bizarre's **** [02:07.501]**** your sister I don't like her she don't suck **** [02:10.015]Ahh **** that ***** that talked **** to my crew [02:12.613]And yo **** all y'all *****s that say, "I don't like you!" [02:15.073][Bugz]I'm a brand named guy who loves to stay high [02:17.701]Got a ten inch **** and the gun the same size [02:20.177]A ***** named ***** who's thick with grey eyes [02:22.803]Who loves to suck **** and get hit by eight guys [02:25.201]It's Bugz ***** - who the **** you thunk it was? [02:27.827]Gettin drunk with drunken thug too ****** numb to feel the buzz [02:30.303]Unnnggggghhhh - yeah, y'all *****s know the image [02:32.964]No gimmicks, no timids, no manners, and No Limits [02:35.441]This time, *****, I'm goin all out [02:37.901]Whippin the fo' out, like get the dough out, YEAH! [02:39.993]I miss crime - sick individual, ask my peers in middle school [02:43.290]If you walk my way home gettin robbed is like a ritual [02:45.814]Lyrical giant, tyrant who lies habitual [02:48.450]Just to get you to do what I want; yeah, and ***** you will [02:50.967]Sit you still, tie you up, begin to ill [02:53.326]And swoll your ****** face up with some **** that you can feel [02:55.893]Okay **** all you *****s that say Dirty Dozen's dead [02:58.589]****** yo' new wife in yo' brand new bed [03:01.153]Yo **** yo' chickenhead, she suck **** anyway [03:03.666]And **** anybody that say crime don't pay [03:06.252][Proof]Heard enough garbage, to make a Glad bust [03:08.667]Ad-just my Magnum; beef I had enough [03:11.275]Snuff the sweetest MC in this camp tribe rivalry [03:13.964]To be as live as me keep 'em quiet like a library (SHHHH!) [03:16.501]My rhymes are virgin tight and un-****-with-able [03:19.167]You find the mic suckable.. [03:20.477]Without chicked pox untouchable - peep my adjusted [03:23.792]Ain't to be tested, touch the globe whip through yo' domestic [03:26.744]Majestic warrior the rap to win, apprehend [03:28.655]And slap a chin of the aggressor, think that they fresher [03:31.751]Wanted conquest holdin down the one-sided contest [03:34.376]That explosive rappin ***** the fans wear a bomb vest
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