Blaze 1st, J Deez, J. Deez, NawkOut
Lyrics
dis nigga battlin, he's lame
and i aint tryna hear konvict music like turnin off T Pain
im in the streets mayne, always stay sprayin somethin
heard ya songs, cut em off, cuz u wasnt sayin nothin
and i can find u in Brooklyn nigga
but u aint gangsta, nahhhh, u aint a Brooklyn nigga
i can beat you when im lazy, dis nigga is crazy
and his girls lips, is way bigger than Jay-Z's
she be suckin for days
and i hope you dont think u good just cuz u fuckin wit phase
youll get bagged like groceries
and i know u know that u gon lose, so u might as well vote for me
i get money, and i smoke on the baddest kush
back to ya girl, she got a mouth like a platapus
imma comedian, so on wit da show
and his moneys like a cheap house, cuz kon do is low! whoa!
nigga im a star
and ya name is konvict, so youll always be behind my bars
yea yup! you in a mist of confusion
and ya mixtape is called tha introduction, it should be the conclusion
aint no doubt in my head, dat u losin
if u seein the win, then let it go, cuz its just an illusion
dogg u fuckin witta grown cat
and Phase collabed witcha ass, but its funny, he outshined u on ya own track
errytime dat i bomb its hate
and you would think i was chewin shoes, the way ill leave a kon verse ate! nukka!
