Tha Undaground Thugz
Miscellaneous
Infection
KONMAN CHORUS X2
We sick, twisted like a presidential election
Check out your red scar I think its an infection
Our rhymes will keep going like a resurrection
Our styles will beat your styles and keep on reflectinâ
(KONMAN VERSE)
We protect, we serve
Sendin triggers through your nerve
Brain power shortage, u get what u deserve
Preserve
The rhymes that we spit
I admit
To the wasted life of the enemy mc that i split,
Preacher, u think Iâma admit to these rhymes i commit?
Next time, I think that my crime will just remit
But shit
Lets hit this paragraph full blast
Speakinâ fast and my words still last
Dead hand of the past, outcast
Iâm thinkinâ of becominâ famous, but I canât be assed
The mic can be passed to my
Friend, I suppose it all depends
On weather u feelin this song, before we descend
For my city, town, place, home
My rhymes a religion like a fuckinâ secret tome
Shown, in the power of the T.U.T, breakdown, up rise u feelin me?
Are crew adds up to 3, your crew adds up to 10
And we break out riot, full circle again
Itâs a tragedy, when u just lost all your men
And this shit is remembered like a prayer, amen!
BRIDGE - SWITCH -B X2
We infectinâ ya brains, everywhere ya look
You see us, its all being overtook
Ever since we in the game, it all bin fucked n shook
Around, we infestinâ ya neighborhood yo
(SWITCH-B VERSE)
⦠â¦Yo and then, you motherfuckers act like you hard,
When in fact you just men-tally scarred yo,
Ya been barred, straight from the cipher,
Like Mheki Pfeiffer, my rhymes you canât decipher,
Iâll take ya life away, grab a bitch n ill knife er
Get down on ya knees n worship me like a Kaiser,
Grab myself a glass n spill out a nice sizer
See when yâall hear me, on TV or on da cyber web,
Yâall know to listen up or Sub-Z get chu wit his spider-web,
But we already inside ya head
Cause you listen 2 us 24/7 free of side effects
But when we writin lyrics thereâs no knowinâ who this rhyme affects
We just all break ya necks n aim to put yâall inside our hex
Its gonna b cider next, that we spillinâ down our throats
Hoping we donât choke
And then go smoke dope
Or proâlly lay up in hospital makinâ things broke n hopinâ we get provoked!
BRIDGE - SWITCH-B X2
We infectinâ ya brains, everywhere ya look
You see us, its all being overtook
Ever since we in the game, it all bin fucked n shook
Around, we infestinâ ya neighborhood yo
CHORUS - KONMAN X2
We sick, twisted like a presidential election
Check out your red scar I think itâs an infection
Our rhymes will keep going like a resurrection
Our styles will beat your styles and keep on reflectinâ