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KOKUJIN: Tha Mixtape

by Corn Tha Coon

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Here we go again wit tha same ol school Cheerios again if they hate on you Cuz you not doing it right if you ain’t something to talk about Or follow on tha rise without taking a stalker route If I get help from my friends, Joe Cockers out Making these girls jump, so I can watch they knockers bounce I’m tryin to kick it until I get scooped by soccer scouts And celebrate victory, when sippin on these lager stouts Then bound to shout because, I’m bout to be heard Wit formulated actions as these alchemy verbs I cater like a waiter so I doubt that he serves To make enough bread to make it out of thee ‘Burbs In this world now, you gotta focus or fold Or find yaself in hell where tha locust’ll roam Talk shit because most men are grown But still let they folks invest doe in they own To me, that aint a man, cuz he’s holding to home He’d have shit, but would be broke and alone But requires tha respect that people give individuals In this nation under GOD, indivisible But sick minds get admitted to tha clinical Fearing whut you don’t know, be going since Biblical Me doing work, they been knowin since tha interview I’m tryin to blow like sax players on a tenor tube Some people go against GOD, they just some bitter fools Take ya vitamins, AHH, just like they’re beneful Trust in family ties, because we kin to you And get it out ya head that he’s just not into you Unless you a crazy eyed trick Digesting meat, well then maybe I’ll hit Then she tried to slip it by like maybe i’ll miss Puttin lettuce and tomato on and charging 89 cents As an act of tha flesh When it’s time to own, u think u passin tha test In a flash, in a guess Ya foot forward will it be average or best To do these tracks, is not for tha thrill in me But hopefully to teach, and make some money for stability
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Verse 1 Nigs and darky's whut they end up calling us Till hip hop came, now all they do is follow us You know whut I mean by you people Connect white wit pure and black wit 2 evil Its nothing but ignorance that surrounds these hate fits How is it 3/5ths of a nigga counts, that doesn't make sense Thats tha beginning brother, a way there is no other To avoid being persecuted for being a negro lover Whether black like me, or Brown like Nino is To tha lighter side of that, all that we know is They black, and I call it out, figure Tha Master fucked tha slaves to get tha house niggaz So to that I proclamate emancipation Of all those derived including Jamaicans and tha tha Haitians This coming from Tha Nig, is whut makes it so valid That's why I'm tryin to run tha underground like Harriet wit no malice Thru wild line, but tha style mine A dark outer wit an interracial child vibe So i hope u get tha Kodak Just something to know where we came so we don’t go back Verse 2 Tha hot spit is burning proof, that I recite Sojourner Truth So even if Lavar Burton had a perm, u couldn't burn tha Roots But if you prefer to shoot, I stay wit 2 guns like Rosewood Then I'm guaranteed Good Times like Ester Rolle could So hood puffin scama, and develop like farmers Flow nutty like anything by George Washington Carver Tryin to penetrate tha game, in and out like a fuck fest Holla at Daniel H. Williams, if u had enough stress Thereafter capturing lots of hearts due to success While others exhibited a style that Frederick Douglas (dug less) Mugsy Bogues rose above, even tho he was deemed short Then tried Thurgoods Marshall, just to SUpreme court His misses, know that, I'm stating those facts That its hard to go back, once yo ass go black Langston hughes moods wit beatiful black writs Tha rest can get Jackie, suck my bat bitch.....
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Come wit me, I’ll guaranteed you’re never stumped When u rock wit me and Choo, aka Professor Klump You couldn’t get this funky, even if u messed wit skunks 1 in a million match make as Patti, Rach, and Destin huh For tha lesson Dunce, I’ma passin it to my guy tho Who will save in 15 or less, without tha use of Geico I call it fire insurance. Are you in good hands?/ teach em bout the REAL son, unless you want a good tan/ it looks planned, they say my bars go harder than granite/ you call this "rap", but this is how we talk on my planet/ choo n coon, spewin doom, on these goofy foos/ wipe you out if u talkin ish like a booty, dude/ rap's Carlton. If I don't win, my cousin Will/ my Dad's the judge so I don't care what yo Uncle Feel (Phil) Subtle skill from a dozen drills like butter silk Whut to do for special K complete and utter milk Cuz I'll kill Jada after I plan tha Will From gettin hit wit thrust kicks followed by some Cannon drills Would be like 7th heaven, with a Camden feel With blessings over dinner wit Greco lamb and eel Take tha next 8, and wreck it it's all u Cause gymnastic backflips and Dominique Dawes dudes.... man I gotta be draws dude, the way i got this junk covered I'm only here to speak, love God and love others and to eat up all the noodles, then the dueces is chucked my experience unlimited like doin the butt doin these cuts like Nat Turner, track murderers smash firmer when they try to back burner us my mind's got a new clear. Now this cat is the bomb dont want a rapper genocide so i'll pass the baton I’ll take her down, if i make a pass at ya mom Tonight I’m hittin skins, then I’m dashin at dawn Damn tha dish liquid, man tha kids sick wit Tha power to eat rappers in sandwiches, French Dip Command you understand tha clan is big business Get some toast for tha jelly, tha jams is exquisite Youths never holding a hand against wisdom That ideas shot down by SAM defense systems God told me go, so look how the kid get em Choo-Schnickens. Sum Dum Monkey thats spits venom In T.W.I.S.M., I been revvin, I been driven So enlist him, im lieutenant in this mission But don't call me Dan cuz I stand on my own two And I still fly like Brandon the Crow do My Dad's the King of Hearts fam, I thot that I told you Joker, I'm a ace. Royal flush when I go poop No CHOO!!! And didn't wash ya hands that is so rude I'm sittin on tha toilet, and you subscribe to Your tube Spittin shit to make my ass fat, but no food When u see this prick comin, bet that its more lewd So true, for real, how do you expect us to act Apparently we can do whatever cause the presidents black Dog used to hate, now all these cats say is MEOW Choo and Coon suckas, we ain't gay, but we out....
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NIGGA BARS... OFF THA CUFF... kNOW WHUT IM SAYIN... ALL THESE HOES.... SHIT [CORN] I DO THIS FROM MORN TA NOON BITCH! YOU AIN'T A NIGGA, I'M CORN THA COON DO IT FROM MORN TA NOON BITCH! YOU AIN'T A NIGGA, I'M CORN THA COON DO IT FROM MORN TA NOON BITCH! YOU AIN'T A NIGGA, I'M CORN THA COON DOING ALL THIS PORN FOR POON.. AAAAAHHHHHH!!!! NIGGA GO OUT, HITTIN SOME SNATCH GO AHEAD AND HIT IT IN THA PUMPKIN PATCH CURTIS ORCHARD, NIGGA THEY GO GIMMIE MY NUTS, BITCHES, AND DOE BITCHES DON'T GROW, LIKE MIRACLE SHIT PRAY TO THA LORD ON SOME SPIRITUAL SHIT *Dirt Dog I know whut you about* NIGGA, WHUT THA FUCK THAT MEAN, GET THA FUCK OUT.. [Junior] Talkin shit?, hit her in tha mouth Hit her in tha chest, and then whut's next? Go get a shovel, a spin space shuttle Lift her into space, take her on a date Spend five dollars, dollar menu At McDonalds, I don't give a fuck, ain't no need to holla.. IN THIS ESTABLISHMENT DO WE NEED A COLLAR? THAT'S RACIST.. AND THEN SHAVE MY FACES TAKE OUT MY BRACES, AND GIMMIE SOME MACE BITCH.. Uh!! and I aion't talking bout Puffy Coming to tha crib and lemme pet yo puppy Take it on a walk, or maybe to Petsmart Dumb ass dog, It need to get smart STEVE CARRELL, ANN HATHAWAY NIGGA I AIN'T CLEAN I GAVE MY BATH AWAY NIGGAZ SUCKIN DICK, THEN THAT'S GAY WAS THAT TOMORROW, OR IS THAT TODAY CAST AWAY, NIGGA IT'S BIRTH TOM HANKS IN THA LAST NIGGA ON EARTH.. I seen that movie, it starred Will Smith Bring it to tha crib, she can suck eight dicks Fuck tha movies, lemme suck on ya boobies Nigga! Let me suck on ya boobies.. SHIT ISN'T GROOVY, NIGGAZ THEY KNEW ME SUCKER PUNCH BLIND SIDE, LIKE THA NIGGAZ IS TUOHY'S SANDRA BULLOCK, TIM MCGRAW GO AHEAD BITCH GON' AND GET THEM DRAWLS......
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Now, it’s time to get ya wiggle in, and loosen up, By, sippin a little bit, time to do tha stuff, is 2 enough To tango, wit Mango, whenever tamin ya bengal Without a nod you get outta dodge, Durango A certain collage, to give a massage, to ya cockles and noggin Of tha common to work out tha tangle Assert at an angle, Whether Tri or Rect, I confess, at a dialect... Try ya best, and I’ll leave them in critical, not subliminal But literal, and not in tha minimal, finna rule, tha inner coon Floatin on intertube, no ridicule, just fiber like beneful You been a fool, use tha pen to duel, it isn’t cool Jon Cryer wit a kid, living wit a dude in tha crib Tha pinnacle is, tha sentiment which, can be described Through burns and white lies, as tha fireflies like gentleman’s drip... Lemony spritz, Lemony Snickets, plenty events Take Remy and sip, or Henny and Hyp, gimme a bit Giving them fins, to get me a spliff, hittin tha piff For tha feelings of Aqua, chase wit a monster Energy, killin weed and lobster y queso de Cabra Resumir Palabras de Nicaragua, Nigger I’m Tha Not A, as in all of them, wrong again, of N-Words I’m Solomon.. Never found frolickin, Freakin froun falls forgive, of all of them Uncle Phil falls for Viv, to figure tha fresh prince, forgive and forget shit But whuts lost, you can find it in cold or tropical climates, Illogical topical, rhymes that doesn’t make sense, Direct hit to a slain trick Mistaken for poise, in 8-6, taken tha toys, heat and deploy And been takin tha boys name in vein since
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Why can’t we build a wonderland like Alice did If so would u be on some king of tha palace shit Or would u live equally amongst tha brothers in health In a nation made by tha folks to govern themselves Or would you keep it tha same, but just a little Communist If you were in tha position of Remus and Romulus Lets say you choose Royalty, wit a Queen and a prince Loyal subjects and a jester, and other beliefs of tha myths Everything handed down, to never want forever more So whut I’m about to say, just take it as a metaphor Tha crown was handed down from your father thru secession So to you to rule tha kingdom is ideal of whut sucess is Praise out of fear, and quick to hale Caeser But as far as whut your people need, you were a failed pleaser And already u lack tha heart to lead your soldiers forth Did dirt to get to where u are, and killed wit no remorse Jars of eyes in formaldehyde for looking at his Prize Tha insecured has been assured, in a man that full of pride Insincere and empty hearted, they bow right down to feet But unbeknowst to u, They’re aiming at you’re seat Now looking back, you took a nap, your life’ll flash before You acted greedy, denied tha needy, and treated people poor You’ll pay whut you owe, as they stab you in tha spline Served by those that used to hail, LONG LIVE THA KING!!!!! My success ain’t tha same as societies It comes in different names and varieties I’m content staying inside of me Live everyday and confide in THEE Live like that of a child does I heard that I said that is some wild stuff If you don’t get it and barely missed it Lets break down tha “Kids Life” characteristics A child is happy, and when curious independent But, for a big sitch, they go to they’re PARENTS, or dependants That takes care you them and fights for and defends them Because they love and wanna see they seed again grin Thats my belief of whut we supposed to do for HIM Its just that material gets to interrupting then Go ing away from home, but forget to get back To tha place that gave us life, and thats a big fact So without tha lessons learned, you wouldn’t be intact Or even in a state to be blessed and defend bats That life throws your way, when tha devil wants to jump you Let that little light decide to shine, and gon’ and come thru
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Aint nothing to contend wit, all ya kin has unfriended And all this drinking and smokin done hindered Your creative highway, conceeding now to writers block Never taught to give up learning from a fighters pops So how do you get tha venom of a viper stopped Before it reaches your respritory and makes ya vitals lock Going into shock, wit fingers and arms cross Brain damage insures that all of ya bars lost Its crazy that a small sniffle, develops to large coughs To burned in an urn, or cryogenical hard frost Is are cost, tha feeling of dealing wit pain Of seeing a soul rise, while leaving tha mayne In tha literal, then take tha physical, general To return it to tha dirt, wit tha diamonds and minerals Death to tha weak as an interprising sport Cuz you’re no one till some identifies tha corpse HOOK: Don’t leave this day Asking why it gotta be this way Putting thee in grave You’ll know she’s up, and he is saved Not to sound cliche, but it’s consoling When somebodies there for you cuz you really miss ya homies Even tho they gone and stuff, you can reminisce Over a loaded bong and puff, get blew and mention them Then its like they’ve never pass, honoring tha good times Of when they used to slaughter other MC’s wit co put rhymes But for y’all add an example of whut your loved ones Used to do tha best, then thank tha Lord for somethun And all their old testaments, not tha rule of some thumbs Something to chew at once, as a bunch of little crumb gums We wake to consciously celebrate over plum rum And get our kick back like Rocky, Colt, and Tum Tum In life there’s two Defs, tax and death And for me add black on to that and breath Only if you choose to live will you grow to be best Cuz when u gotta go, you should hold no regrets
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Even bigger than Jive I wanna be Tha Greatest Nigga Alive For a fighting champ it’s bigger than pride When u get beat down, wit kicks to liver inside Thats when Nigger refines, wit vigorous mind Between madness and genius tote a rigorous line Then tha generous find, its easy to stay positive Cuz whether u pass or fail wit AIDS, nigga ya gotta live When your actions seem poison, as Bell without a Biv Shunning you to tha slave shacks of tha outer rim To invoke tha feeling that Powder did If you believe in tha cause, shout it louder then If u tryin to work to leave ya mark Where you fall at, another season starts Check tha Wiz of Oz if you need some heart Either get ya head in tha game, or don’t believe in smarts But either way, stand for whut you believe in Keep ya mind open, to understand whut u receiving Then form a plan if you agree wit Tha deep shit, then take a stand and you will be men Don’t see me as a deacon Even if I right there wit you smoke leak friend As for tha Shepperd go and seek him And he’ll weed out tha wolves under tha sheep skin Whether you jump wit faith high as you leap in Or base jump down tha mountain side, of a steep cliff So get tha picture JPEG or a sweet GIF Wit thanks and gratitude is how you seek gifts
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