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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