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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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