Kon OG

Kon Psy
Now would you look at me now
I'm standing right in frontoya

Now you don't wanna see what is in frontoya
I'm standing still 6 foot with a 6 inch Dick
Can't you hear my Dick rappin', makin' funoya
Em is right in frontoya, Fitty right in frontoya
Biggie, Pac, Nas, 100 bars right in frontoya
The whole Rap genre is standing right in frontoya
Beat I'm ridin' frontoya, makin' rhymes in frontoya
Fresstylin' is one of mah, skills I'm gonna cumonya
Your name sumthin' new to mah, vocab never heardoya
Bars hit you like a bullet, wanna fuckin' murderya
Word on the street is, my streak is
Fuckin' freakin', it's G and
This spree is so sleazy
I'm speakin' every word of Jah
Wow every word of Jah, yeah man every word of Jah
Now everywhere I go, they'll be like we in frontojah
Why why why why why we in frontojah
Now when I rhyme every time, look me in the eye
Now you blind and he's blind and she's blind and I
Think you got ur eyes behind your skull
And not in frontoya
And not in frontoya

Sometimes, I kinda feel like I was born in America
Coz out here in India, I feel like I'm the odd one out

See as a citizen of India I got a lot of shit to do
Live N Die here, my life in India got sumthin' to do
With all the Rap & Hip-Hop that is out there in America
Just physically present but my mind in America
These rhymes on America
Grind in America
So I pack my backpack and leave
Mixtapes in my bag 400 hunnid bars for America
Acha bolu to mein Hindi barred in America
Angrezi hi theek hai
Mothertongue in suit carrier
Mother's blessings, carry a
Photo of her, carry her
My lyrics is scarier than Tekashi's carrier
Coach class is first class, flyin' with Iberia
Immigration check-in JFK, Mr. Officer
I'm legit-allowed in here, crane from Siberia
White, brown, olive, dusky, black in America
There's Rap in Amerika. there's Black in America
This Black in America is the Rap in America
Now see Blacks in America don't marry Cats in America
They Loyal to the Game, they marry Rap in America
Black Lives Matter, do they? they don't, that's America
Low-life will they give up? they won't, that's America
Home to all the Hip-Hop, yes it is, that's America
I'm connecting India to what? that's America
This country's gettin' on my nerves, now that's America
Now that's America

Hey would you look at me now
I'm standing right in frontoya
I'm standing right in frontoya
Kon Psy



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Writer(s): Akash Chaturvedi
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