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Conejo - Conejo lyrics
Sun down, and the months of bottom He's a homey from my barrio, I knew everything about him He always knew the horas His own little reasons why his barrio controla Mi respecto for this firme camarada Down for the cause que nunca se acabada Los Angeles, la area dos trece Enemigas get shot up and everyday is a lesson Well little did he know of what was to come Unaware he was destined to get shot with a gun Consequences for roaming in the streets And Russian Roulette when you want to play for keeps Is it really how they say cuz it happens all the time At the wrong place, ese at the wrong time That's how it's going down, the times have changed No one knew who did it and the reason wasn't strange [Chorus] Conejo you better watch your back Cuz these vatos out to get you and stab you in the back On the serio, ese can't even sleep Cuz before I really knew it I was in too deep I see life but time's running out I summon the demons but only I can see them My assistants in the journey I must take Expect the unexpected is what I await Then I teleport myself like a thought from my head Into his mind to find out what happened My diabolic status ese lead me to the killer He seen my homeboy slipping so he had to pull the trigger This vato used gloves, this vato used a mask He shot him in the chest, no one heard the blast Then back to his barrio, a jale well done Got rid of his ropa and buried his gun I got to escape, my time is also running out Me tengo que pelar, homeboy a cedar So perro, you know me better than that I'm a straight malion and the hache's where it's at [Chorus] I embark on the voyage I must take I put on my armor, ese fortify the base And in case I weren't to come back Been an oso peligroso, automatic with attack He knows that I'm coming, he knows who I am From the murders of his homies other times in the past Mentally I was ready for the ride And ready for destruction ese high in the sky Like a vulture, ese my Aztec culture My devilish attempts to impose some torture My instrument of death, I show no remorse I got out the car and entered with force I was quicker on the draw, this vato has to pay Inbetween the eyes and inbetween the legs My mission's accomplished, the vato got taxed Enemigas out to get me, until then I relax [Chorus] |
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