Текст песни Kon Queso

...Give it a sec for the pain to start
This wreck right here
it ain't for the faint of heart
They thought they saw
the worst verse
From the team of G men who seem like nerds
at first
Once they get to know us people dig us
Leaders
in the fight for equal rights for niggaz
Inventor of the
more demented flow nobody doubt it
This go for if ya bout it
bout it or rowdy rowdy
Whatevers clever the master
fold
Who every hooka heard a but now HO NO
If we see
tomorrow the next day classes
The villain in the back with
the x-ray glasses [Pause]
Have no fear the ninja
here
Feel em like the tinge in ya ear from drinkin ginger
beer
When it's on loco head gon' lay low
And
heat it like beef patty coco bread con queso
If you say so
lace the whole case load
They say he wear a metal mask in
case his face show
He told em they flows is bitch talk and
ayo's
His whole crew walk with pitchfork and
halo's
Say OH if you never worked a J-O
And keep
more cash then a stash in a peso
Okay yo ya'll know who
to follow
Tie em up in the crib and leave the place
hollow
..Oh shoot the goose shes loose
So wild you
couldnt chase it down with straight fruit juice
Frown like
the first time you taste cous cous
Stash the deuce
deuce
Troops askin truce truce
Today on intense wreck
week
We have the super villain in his own defense to
speak
It's all part of my mental
techniques
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Train the same brain to a insane train of
thought
On a campaign trail he came to gain ya
support
Charge cash for a autograph
Say some shit to
make ya daughta laugh
Then slaughta the ass
Seem em on
the big screen like Steve McQueen
Do something and never be
back once he leave the scene
Keep more medicated pads then
Stridex
For his own sidewrecks with no known side
effects
Before you press charges use ya noodle
So what
when he grab the mic he scratch ya cute cuticles
Keep ya
mouth shut everything'll be beautiful
It would be often
rude to you now get back to ya hooty hoo
Damnit it
ain't worth the drama can it
From the calm bandit eat
rhymers like pomegranate
Soon as he stepped in he lit the
room
Boom reschedule my noon with Britt Hume (Doom!)
In
love with Mary Jane she's my main thing
Pulled her
right from that webhead what a lame brain
Maintain say it
dont spray it
Wanna see ya girl again ya might as well pay
it
If I had a dime for every rhymer who bust
guns
I'll have a cool mill for my sons in trust
funds
When I was broker than a broke dick dog
I always
kept a L to smoke in thick fog
When it rain it sure do
thunderstorm
I got more rhymes in the summer than musty
underarms
One two microphone checker
First learned to
neck off a Home-Ec homewrecker
This is back when he was like
crib age
When he hit the stage its like a gauge to the rib
cage
Break the mic like a rock star break a guitar
Jump
off the stage like "Yee haw!"