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Tha Undaground Thugz Miscellaneous Infection Yo yo KONMAN CHORUS X2 We sick, twisted like a presidential election Check out your red scar I think its an infection Our rhymes will keep going like a resurrection Our styles will beat your styles and keep on reflectin� (KONMAN VERSE) We protect, we serve Sendin triggers through your nerve Brain power shortage, u get what u deserve Preserve The rhymes that we spit I admit To the wasted life of the enemy mc that i split, Preacher, u think I�ma admit to these rhymes i commit? Next time, I think that my crime will just remit But shit Lets hit this paragraph full blast Speakin� fast and my words still last Dead hand of the past, outcast I�m thinkin� of becomin� famous, but I can�t be assed The mic can be passed to my Friend, I suppose it all depends On weather u feelin this song, before we descend For my city, town, place, home My rhymes a religion like a fuckin� secret tome Shown, in the power of the T.U.T, breakdown, up rise u feelin me? Are crew adds up to 3, your crew adds up to 10 And we break out riot, full circle again It�s a tragedy, when u just lost all your men And this shit is remembered like a prayer, amen! BRIDGE - SWITCH -B X2 We infectin� ya brains, everywhere ya look You see us, its all being overtook Ever since we in the game, it all bin fucked n shook Around, we infestin� ya neighborhood yo (SWITCH-B VERSE) � �Yo and then, you motherfuckers act like you hard, When in fact you just men-tally scarred yo, Ya been barred, straight from the cipher, Like Mheki Pfeiffer, my rhymes you can�t decipher, I�ll take ya life away, grab a bitch n ill knife er Get down on ya knees n worship me like a Kaiser, Grab myself a glass n spill out a nice sizer See when y�all hear me, on TV or on da cyber web, Y�all know to listen up or Sub-Z get chu wit his spider-web, But we already inside ya head Cause you listen 2 us 24/7 free of side effects But when we writin lyrics there�s no knowin� who this rhyme affects We just all break ya necks n aim to put y�all inside our hex Its gonna b cider next, that we spillin� down our throats Hoping we don�t choke And then go smoke dope Or pro�lly lay up in hospital makin� things broke n hopin� we get provoked! BRIDGE - SWITCH-B X2 We infectin� ya brains, everywhere ya look You see us, its all being overtook Ever since we in the game, it all bin fucked n shook Around, we infestin� ya neighborhood yo CHORUS - KONMAN X2 We sick, twisted like a presidential election Check out your red scar I think it�s an infection Our rhymes will keep going like a resurrection Our styles will beat your styles and keep on reflectin� |
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