Mr. Porter - Kon Artis Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] Straight up, yeah Turn it up, damn it! Ha-ha ha-ha he-he Ha-ha, yeah yeah yeah [Verse] That's right, I overdid it, holmes Ha-ha, I had too much to drink That's why I'm trying to talk to the sink 'Fore you blink you better tuck your ring 'Fore I swing at your head and tell cops I had probable means Kon ain't playin', got the inner cannon in the belt for layin' n***as Flat on they back without spraying, ho! Cut the fake sh**, I'll meet you at your wake with Take 6 While they singing to your mom's, I'm waving (hey, b**h) Lay dick after it's over with And light wicks on dynamite sticks just to blow sh** (Ah-ah, no he didn't) Yes I did, now shut the hell up And give me your [?] before I nail ya Hell yeah, might as well say I belong in Bellevue Rob banks and replace the money with IOUs Wanna get on? Study Denaun chapters Get naked, run backwards get [?] kick out and ask a cop for acid D12 is your local weed sellers We throw a pipe bong in your chest until you're Elvis A man on b**hes like Dracula's teeth We bangin' clits and ovaries 'til they dry (for sheez!)