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Konichiwa
Konichiwa

What up, what up, these suck?
They can't hold a fort, better hold thought, B
If I can't get it off, see my is MSG
F*** it, I'm salty, the been loss me

Pay ya dues, it me, who acting like I'm past my prime
Hey Carlton Fisk, n****, pass the nine, who wanna me, now?
And put my body in the lost and
You the business, then bust off a round

It's like the of Christ, get crucified just for having that ice
And the audacity for that life, while n****z starving and s***
The main reason they be and s***
The reason you've been targeted b****
(These must of forgot)

The thin line a hoe and a trick
Give 'em the clip between the and the fifth
(Yea, I'm high)
There I go again, a spliff
When I exhale, like 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, y'all like me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

on, come on, I think they 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 motherf***ers wanna on me?
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

For rhyme, there's a hair on my chest
Scared of the Man, you should be of the Meth
Now every damn that I drop, is homicidal, that dare to be done
There's no survival, now who to be next?
(If you know me by now)

Know where the is, doing it for
The most thoroughest, you the most, pa
The French call it "forpa" when f***ing son
The a hundred to none, too many flavors
ain't f***ing with one

It's deep, see the plot thicker
No to be, if you b*****, n****
Outside the Clan, we got RZA
I put it down, like I don't a
One in the head, I bet he get up

We drinking malt out of your Benz
Just to slicker then paint a scene that you can all picture
You going in? Well, let me with cha
It's Method Man, but for Mr., Mef
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

N.Y.C., is all I see, O.D.B., n****, R.I.P.
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
Killa Beez on ya M.I.C., you want it all
Well, then like me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

on, come on, I think they playing my song
I came to blow them out the frame and I'm
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
M E T, to the H O D, why motherf***ers wanna on me?
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

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