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So Behold


Conejo Lyrics

 

So Behold Lyrics

So Behold by Conejo


I'm cut throat to the bone homies this ah vendetta
Got ah blue soldier rag around the black Berreta
Stacking cheddar twenty G's or better
With my teflon body armor under the kahar sweater
I thug everyday hustle and kill
I'm straight nodding out slamming dope on the real
I'm in the street with that chopper toy
With murder on my mind when I think on my boys
In the cemetery buried can't believe they gone
The secrets of events today live in
I hypnotize muthuf**kers by the end of the song
They out there doing dirt toking blunts of Chron
Im ah beast ah deadly sin
In search of lost time men wants with my pen
While I'm here I snort coke drink beer
Smoke as many muthuf**kers how we do around here

So behold this are the streets on my city
Ese young gunslingers I'll be shooting you quickly
And I'm stoned again in the zone where they bled
It's ah world full of pain that could drive you insane
Ain't no jobs out here unless your working for crumbs
But the drug lords high fugitives on the run
They fall apart who you think they send
On the ten O'clock news they got us killing again

So don't come close cause you might get shot
All you friendly muthuf**kers trying to swoop by the
block
This the end of the line cause I'm knowing your kind
You deceptive little strangers undercover C.I's
West Siding all over the map
I'm posted with the strap overseeing the trap
I stay stuffing the f**king spliff with Kush
Enemies get clapped in the gang ambush
This my new sh*t it's gon' fade the planet
The bullets that I spark got the pigs harassing
The Feds crashing they got the block all hot
And it don't get no realer outlined in chalk
Ese rubber band stacks pay the studio time
And when I'm in the booth I'm like Ginkolin high
This ah novel so put your foot on the throttle
Cause I'm about to close and you won't get no clavo

So behold this are the streets on my city
Ese young gunslingers I'll be shooting you quickly
And I'm stoned again in the zone where they bled
It's ah world full of pain that could drive you insane
Ain't no jobs out here unless your working for crumbs
But the drug lords high fugitives on the run
They fall apart who you think they send
On the ten O'clock news they got us killing again

She got married in white but she ain't no virgin
She opened up her legs I go in like ah surgeon
Started working the f**king newly wed
And after I was done she gave Venom some head
At the dope house got some killers inside
With years of solitude for doing juvenile life
They puffing rifa got the K's and the sweepers
Brand new Tech nine Gates of Hell out the speaker
But at any given time they'll lay you down
I'm Tyler sh*t you see the hammer's come out
Blood spill and your partner get killed
His brains f**king splattered in the Coop Deville
I'm prison in your ear sick flow for real
I'm something like ah phoenix when I rise from here
There was none and the guerras begun
The clock struck twelve hear the thunder from guns

So behold this are the streets on my city
Ese young gunslingers I'll be shooting you quickly
And I'm stoned again in the zone where they bled
It's ah world full of pain that could drive you insane
Ain't no jobs out here unless your working for crumbs
But the drug lords high fugitives on the run
They fall apart who you think they send
On the ten O'clock news they got us killing again



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