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 Check it out 
 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 
 Infectionist, 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, bamboozle, 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 
 
 [Kuniva]
 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, hopeless 
 Wrote this, jot it down 'cause Kuniva wrote this 
 The wild animal rhyme colprut 
 Ferocious, closest
 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 
 
 [Bugz]
 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, bitch, 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 
 
 [Proof]
 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, untouchable 
 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 
 
 [Bizarre]
 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, 'cause 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 'cause 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, Fuck you, Fuck, Fuck, 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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