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conning
I'm gassing on empty (Skrrr)
Capping, you love it
See thru' you like a window (Derrrrla)
Hit the jackpot bingo (Bin)
I don't do no intro (Yea)
Make

Couldn't get out the room, bitch, she wobbling When she play with my dick, that bitch conning
Need to put her in check, she a goblin Niggas talk shit, that

pleasure is too much to bear
Waiting under water, I can’t put myself in the picture
Conning myself into feeling kind
I know this is the ending and I can only

know I gotta eat
I look a nigga in his face so he know ain't no conning me 
I set my tooley on the dresser right there where  the condoms be
I had

of the former unfaithful
A dishonest, conning mass

They come right out of hell
And rise into the sky
Money is all they need

Follow the Lie
The bastards

the flare I conjure
Connoisseur of cooking
Couldn't care for conning
Caught em up from underground
Could bury all em like
You kicking the can, who's next

seh him conning 
You look sexy in that robe 
Turn around but do it slow 
I know that I might be sprung 
Open up girl let me in
Yo phone a ring girl just

laying with you
I've been a cop'er, detective, security guard
Conning my way into your heart
I been a doctor, a surgeon, psychiatry
Where physical exams

conning me
Wan beef bout a shordy cause he heard she was fond of me
She whip her head back and forth like Willow
Cant make noise put your face in the pillow

the truth
I'm a man with consistent conflicting conditions constantly conning confidence
And you'll say Oh my god I can't believe this is happening
You'll say

fell from great heights
and you burrowed with speed
a kingdom you did lead
from heaven to hell

cast from the garden
with conning the rage 
biding your

I wish you'd call him|You're getting ripe on the vine|So who you conning?|You're just wasting your time again|How's your forty?||We're really digging

You Can Be Who?

Crass

Christ the Album

1982

a part
Say you'll reject it, but still toe the line
Conning yourself that you're doing just fine
Anarchy, freedom, more games to play?
Fight war, not

A lurking street urchin by the dday,
whose conning ways offer a lowly wage
So when night falls to the church I turn, to see what treasures I can earn

on a rainy day with lighting frightening
When the dec been drinking
Im a candle burning at both ends con artist with a conscience conning myself living

Yet so Godless
I hope you know it's all just in your head
It's psychosis 
Take your doses
And keep on conning everyone you know

I see right through you

silence overrun, I'm conning everyone
A pacifist with a loaded gun
Until the very end I'll be your last defense
Your shoulder devil, your one and only

silence overrun I'm conning everyone
A pacifist with a loaded gun
Until the very end I'll be your last defense
Your shoulder devil, your one and only friend

Drop ya name and a comment
I'm a star
I'm a comet
I know that conning a science
Hence why they call it a conscience
Went to college
Lost it all
Guess

of jokers playing, constant circulation
That's a ton of time I need back
Conning constellations, y'all don't see that?
They've been starving you and this

and reality, I'm killing
Billing cause services don't come free
I pay taxes and contribute to the economy
While those in power seem to be conning me
But I ain't

Rubicon
On the set, you be lost
Not a shellers, who you conning?
Mad when you put me on a verse
Put me on the beat, get it acapella, could be worse

From the Cradle to the Grave

Subhumans

From the Cradle to the Grave

1983

someone else who says he cares for you
But the only thing he cares about is getting to the top
By conning you with empty words that promise you a lot
But

They Don't Know [Bonus Track]

Penthouse Players Clique

Paid the Cost

proing and not conning
That's why I'm real, busting rhymes beyond any
Sucker tearing shit off, Penthouse ain't soft
But hardcore and a whole hell