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Konichiwa
bi*ches

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

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

It's like the passions of Christ, get crucified for having that ice
And the audacity for having life, while n****z starving and s***
The main they be robbing 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
I exhale, it's 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 Killa 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 them out the and I'm gone
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
M E T, to the H O D, why motherf***ers hate on me?
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

For every rhyme, there's a on my chest
Scared of the Man, you should be scared of the
Now every damn that I drop, is homicidal, could dare to be done
There's no survival, now who care to be
(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 odds a hundred to none, too flavors
Y'all ain't f***ing one

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

We drinking malt liquor out of your
to talk slicker then paint a scene that you can all picture
You going in? Well, let me with cha
It's Man, but for short 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, y'all like me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

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

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