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1991 - conejo lyrics

[verse 1: conejo]
growing up in the hood, 1991
17 of my boys died by the gun
ese fast forward 10
i was on the run, that’s otr
you cross the border for fun
and me i cross the border
or face indictment
another street war
with the enemies fighting
i’m writing, ese in my journal
so i could tell the world
about this f*cking inferno
i’m heavily armed
when i’m in the shadows
m*th*f*ckers get served
on a silver plater
my presence, when i rhyme
that’s a cut throat voice boy
west my side
steel trigger
homie how you figurе
i’m west adams born
foo the unforgiving
like a drug
that i dеliver
that’s heroin tar
on the menu for dinner
the mysterious sound
travels around
soundcloud plays
the mob g get down
dedication, to the craft
street poet for the culture
on their behalf
it’s aggressive
no easy task
elements of intrigue
when the nina blasts
that’s regardless
i get rave reviews
scarface dos
been paid his dues
so home, is where the hatred is
penitentiary chance
just to handle biz
home, is where the hatred is
i made that choice
that’s what the f*ck i did
[chorus: mc eiht]
i had to tell a m*th*f*cka
that i just can’t breathe
now i’m caught up in some sh*t
that you wouldn’t believe
f*cking tricks up your sleeve
that’s some f*cked up hate
back again in some sh*t
that you can relate
i had to tell a m*th*f*cka
that i just can’t breathe
now i’m caught up in some sh*t
that you wouldn’t believe
f*cking tricks up your sleeve
that’s some f*cked up hate
back again in some sh*t
n*gga can you relate?

[verse 2: mc eiht
straight up menace loccest a*wax
my rhymes street knowledge
i been there and back
front & back cadillac
yeah and that’s back bumper
.38 in my lap you can call it a thumper
with my ese partner serving up some wet
compton m*th*f*cka that’s your death threat
uno, dos, tres, quatro
my red beam straight
m*th*f*cka ibshot yo, ass
caught up in some payback drama
and my money better add up to way more commas
olde english 800 gave a n*gga some power
hollow points drive a n*gga
and some n*ggas will cower
i got heart from the hate
no debate i’m free
couple suckas f*ck around
8 shots from me
that’s tales bout the black & brown
and underground
when there’s shots in the city
you know how that sound, geeah
when there’s shots in the city
you know how that sound
[chorus: mc eiht]
i had to tell a m*th*f*cka
that i just can’t breathe
now i’m caught up in some sh*t
that you wouldn’t believe
f*cking tricks up your sleeve
that’s some f*cked up hate
back again in some sh*t
n*gga can you relate?
i had to tell a m*th*f*cka
that i just can’t breathe
now i’m caught up in some sh*t
that you wouldn’t believe
f*cking tricks up your sleeve
that’s some f*cked up hate
back again in some sh*t
n*gga can you relate?

geah, official

hahaha big c*rock
been a menace to society
homie i’m eternal
you sloppy m*th*f*cka
you know nothing bout war time

- conejo lyrics

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