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 niggas 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 their 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， Available to freaks and pencil neck geeks， 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 your daughter 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 **** 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!"。