| Watch
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| Kong Khan Chaka spit slugs at your knocker
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| Weed thugs piss blood, bleed vodka, shit full clips
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| Fuck your bullshit—why tell? |
| One night
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| So hot, for real, thought skies fell. |
| Found
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| One nation under Kong in a physical critical miracle
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| Something pitiful, finger-fucking syllable, umbi-
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| -lical tore, tie your physical, trivial killer
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| Robinson Smokey, takes more than a Miracle
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| To get to Al Pacino casino, tapping Cheetos cheese
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| Cheadle’s cappuccino, seeds are diesel, Eagle lethal, my people
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| The Monstas pass the bottle, I swallow
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| A goggle. |
| Watch Kongcrete water your role model—follow
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| The intro ‘cause niggas like didactyl, so how much is that
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| Gorilla in the windowsill in endo? |
| Out though, I’m
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| About dough. |
| When we flip, your trees lit, focused on how
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| Cheese dip, E’s clipped ‘til the eclipse, back-
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| -and-forth, seasick—pan that shit pronto. |
| Two-piece
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| Combo. |
| Kong’ll snatch banana clips, ran with it
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| Your whole stash minus slow. |
| Message from Slash:
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| But duck Kong warning
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| Niggas is
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| Warned to fear Kong. |
| Last don walked in, Kong |
| This ain’t Kong to start to walk on. |
| «Where's Kong?»
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| There’s Kong. |
| Anywhere Kong gone, it’s
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| Near when you hear W-slash-K-slash-dot-com
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| Fear Kong. |
| The last don walked in, Kong
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| This ain’t Kong to start to walk on. |
| «Where's Kong?»
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| There’s Kong. |
| Anywhere Kong gone, it’s
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| Near when you hear W-slash-K-slash-dot-com
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| Call your psychiatricopathic, exact it. |
| For fact
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| The tactic’ll leave stains of blood on mattress in patches
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| But half backwards and forward, conceited, twisted
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| Burning this biscuit, alcohol turnips to weed, twist it
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| Bitches with biscuits—check the statistic. |
| Critics say
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| You’re lifted ‘til you hear the critics. |
| The difference: our crews is
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| Foul like Alcohol Anonymous, tonic ironic, chronic
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| Panasonic not I
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| Who won five-point cypher juice ‘til I
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| Be aiming at your roof, trying to dodge a bulletproof at you
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| Kong blast TEC shit capital. |
| Actual
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| Fact factual, blasting crews, casual Kong tour
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| On the right as you’re double-
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| -crossed, leave your stupid ass cross-eyed and figuring
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| and figuring we drink |
| Ginger, Sprite, root beer. |
| Warning:
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| Niggas is
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| Warned to fear Kong. |
| Last don walked in, Kong
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| This ain’t Kong to start to walk on. |
| «Where's Kong?»
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| There’s Kong. |
| Anywhere Kong gone, it’s
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| Near when you hear W-slash-K-slash-dot-com
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| Fear Kong. |
| The last don walked in, Kong
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| This ain’t Kong to start to walk on. |
| «Where's Kong?»
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| There’s Kong. |
| Anywhere Kong gone, it’s
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| Near when you hear W-slash-K-slash-dot-com
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| Fear Kong. |
| The last don walked in, Kong
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| This ain’t Kong to start to walk on. |
| «Where's Kong?»
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| There’s Kong. |
| Anywhere Kong gone, it’s
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| Near
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| Kong is near
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| Kong is near |