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First Verse
Yo, it’s ya I-CoN’s comeback and now I gotta waste it on chumps
I’m like them underground wells, I’ll make you put ya face to the pump
Holding the street ‘sweeper’ and these brooms slice through specks of dust
Should be from Bloomfield the way I-CoN-Nect-to-cut
Only thing sweet is my tooth and I’m gonna eat this childs bars
You couldn’t pull out a win if you was holding the “WilD CarD”
Ya flow ain’t nothing special spit ya bars with my style
And they still wouldn’t get you nowhere like cars with high miles
It’s like Benzino –vs- Em, but what’s next’ll get you…
…you should have though twice before you even PRESSED the issue
if these techs don’t get you then them Remington’s will
holding a spoon is the only time you put your fingers to steel
and I am above you, no matter the peak you reach
you couldn’t walk away with a win if it was beneath your feet
talking like you a killer, nigga please show me how..
When the population in Bloomfield is less than 20 thou?!!
Then you wanna talk about revolvers, man… I heard it all before
And the only revolver you sport seems to involve a door
I’m through taking out the trash so go help your mom with chores
My jaws are sore… run along before I point out your flaws some more!!
Second Verse
You thought I ran outta gas but guess who’s not gonna start
This nigga punch like a blind boxer throwin shots in the dark
Cu-ZIT seems like you did that diss for attention (what the FUCK)
You’re a bigger OXY-moron than in school suspension
This nigga wanna get me out like a spot on a shirt
But like a bad break up line “it’s just not gonna work”
And I ain’t mad at the MOD, but that nigga did crown him
But I’m gonna put sight back in the dark where that nigga Sin found him
Somebody tell him he’s had it or throw in a towel
He’s like “G” I wonder “Y” “A” Vannah please show him a vowel/ GAY
Study up on your “Science” cuz that shit can be “FATAL”
You got the game Rearranged like from the Grave to the Cradle
When you lack exiting flows you resort to biting POEMS?!!
But the real INSIGHT came when we shed the light on your clone/ Remember that?!
Step off Con-SysE’s Throne! You ain’t fit for the part…
…he ain’t a king, hit the road.. he needs a wizard to get him some heart…
Beat Switch
Third Verse
Sight Got the nerve to say I’M gassed.. light a match and he’ll melt
More like a Honda Insight the kids Gassin Himself
Nigga I coulda been ya father but I had the address misspelled
FUCK IT, I’ll just ACT like I’m his daddy and smack him with belts
Must be hard coming up with out a man in the house
That’s why he’s on Sins dick so hard he got a rash in his mouth
Look, this ain’t a way to brag or toot my horn,
but at least I can walk into a video store and BUY porn
Pay close attention to the advice that I’m gonna give out next…
…NEVER leave a return address when you send out THREATS!!!
I had to laugh at that corny lil diss you wrote to Wiz,
cuz you barely broke the skin acting like you smoked the kid
AND I ain’t gotta brush my shoulders, my whole crews lint free
Like forgetting your girl on valentines Surprised you made it 2/15 (to 15)
So you can save the bottle of BEANO just pack a gun and clip
Call me Pepto-Bismol, cuz now I’m back… so guess who’s run-in this shit…
…BITCH (lol)
Beat Switch
Fourth Verse
I really don’t ‘fuck with kids’ my shot’s knock out ya wind-chester
Even with affirmative action you’re a no hire/higher no sense/sins lesser
I’m not the man to call…
I’ll laugh at your mom… I never jabbed in her draws
If I did she wouldn’t have had you at all cuz I’d crush her vaginal walls
I’m only here for the title dog, the rest can escape me…
So you can tell em how the tech gonna spray me but I bet it won’t delay me
And I know exactly why your mug shot never graced the ELL!
Cuz you ashamed of ya volcanic acne covered face from hell
Come on sight don’t even try and sham me now clown,
especially when you the one rockin Sins h
