Lyrics For Conejo's "Long Halloween" Songs From His "The Puppet Master Curse" Album.
Intro:
Trick-Or-Treat Everybody
Need To Get On The Mutherfuckin Floor Face Down
Next Time You Send Your Sorry Ass Hench Men
To Come Get Me
Make Sure They Know What The Fuck They Doin'
It's October 31st
It's My Night
And It's Gon' Be
A Long Mutherfucking Halloween
G-Rabbs
Verse 1:
When You Start Making Money
Is When The Problems Come
It's A Mathematics Course
Counting Major Funds
On The Run
Fuck The Misery
So If Anybody Ask
Then You Ain't Seen Me
I Sense Envy
But I Paid No Attention
Some One From Your Side
Sold Me Out To Some Hench Men
I'm A Get Them
Before They Get At Me
Let Me Show Em How We Do It
In The L.A.C.
I Was Clever
Had The Burban Sprayed Up
While I Was Down In Phoenix (A.Z.)
Alibi Was Made Up
They Get Ate Up
By The Fucken Piranhas (The Harpys Dead End Gang)
While I Was Fucking Bitches
In There Dolce Gabbanas
Kidnapping Mommas
For Backstabbing The Team
That's A Fatal Mistake
For A Fraudulent Scheme
The Title Of The Song
Got A Violent Theme
So You Know What It Be
This A Long Halloween
Dope Money Bring Power
That's Addicting Boy
So Them Jail House Killers (South Siders)
Are The Ones I Employ
Deploy
Anyone Who Annoy
We The Real McCoys
With 50 Caliber Toys
Now Who
Wanna Take My Spot?
The House And The Wife
And The Weight I Got
C-Rock
Ain't Leaving From Here
Cause This My Year
Platinum Tattoo Tears
So I Dealt With It Quick
Had To Set An Example
Slow Dragging In My Lane
Get Your Punk Ass Trampled
That's A Sample
For Anyone That's Plotting
Another Kidnapping
Another Corpse That's Rotting
Tortured
For A Week And A Half
My Staff Had Some Laughs
Put A Gage Up His Ass
Blaw
Yellow Tape On The Scene
The Shit Got Extreme
This A Long Halloween
I Get Respect
Amongst The Bosses
It Ain't About The Bitches
Or The Shit One Flosses
Bout The Loses
And The Come Ups
Ese Playing With My Work
And Gatilleros I'll Run Up (T Locos)
This New Jack Hustler
Out There Making His Name
He Stepped Out Of Line
Trying To Question My Game
What A Shame
That His Egos To Blame
Cause I Don't Give A Damn
If Hes With His Dame
I'm A Tank
On Some Old School Shit
Ese Hit Em 8 Times
But The Bastard Lived
He's A Kid
Don't Know What He Did
But Messing With My Shit
The One Thing I Forbid
No Guilt
Cause He Had It Coming
His Mouth Was Running
So To Me It Was Nothing
En Las Calles
C-Mack Supreme
Let Me Open Up The Gates
On This Long Halloween
Outro:
(Laughs)
Don't Make Me Laugh Ese
You Ain't Got The Muscle
To Go Up Against Me
Step The Fuck Off Punk
Get Your Muthafuckin' Weight Up
Naw Too Late
You Get K'd Up
Listen Fool
You Ain't No Where Near
Being A Muthafucking Big Dog
You're Too Weak To Be Out Here
Trying To Push The Line
I Was Cultivated In This
Where The Fuck You Come From Huh?
Conejo
International Mutherfucker
Boss Of Bosses
Puppet Master
Yeah, That's All You Need To Know
Intro:
Trick-Or-Treat Everybody
Need To Get On The Mutherfuckin Floor Face Down
Next Time You Send Your Sorry Ass Hench Men
To Come Get Me
Make Sure They Know What The Fuck They Doin'
It's October 31st
It's My Night
And It's Gon' Be
A Long Mutherfucking Halloween
G-Rabbs
Verse 1:
When You Start Making Money
Is When The Problems Come
It's A Mathematics Course
Counting Major Funds
On The Run
Fuck The Misery
So If Anybody Ask
Then You Ain't Seen Me
I Sense Envy
But I Paid No Attention
Some One From Your Side
Sold Me Out To Some Hench Men
I'm A Get Them
Before They Get At Me
Let Me Show Em How We Do It
In The L.A.C.
I Was Clever
Had The Burban Sprayed Up
While I Was Down In Phoenix (A.Z.)
Alibi Was Made Up
They Get Ate Up
By The Fucken Piranhas (The Harpys Dead End Gang)
While I Was Fucking Bitches
In There Dolce Gabbanas
Kidnapping Mommas
For Backstabbing The Team
That's A Fatal Mistake
For A Fraudulent Scheme
The Title Of The Song
Got A Violent Theme
So You Know What It Be
This A Long Halloween
Dope Money Bring Power
That's Addicting Boy
So Them Jail House Killers (South Siders)
Are The Ones I Employ
Deploy
Anyone Who Annoy
We The Real McCoys
With 50 Caliber Toys
Now Who
Wanna Take My Spot?
The House And The Wife
And The Weight I Got
C-Rock
Ain't Leaving From Here
Cause This My Year
Platinum Tattoo Tears
So I Dealt With It Quick
Had To Set An Example
Slow Dragging In My Lane
Get Your Punk Ass Trampled
That's A Sample
For Anyone That's Plotting
Another Kidnapping
Another Corpse That's Rotting
Tortured
For A Week And A Half
My Staff Had Some Laughs
Put A Gage Up His Ass
Blaw
Yellow Tape On The Scene
The Shit Got Extreme
This A Long Halloween
I Get Respect
Amongst The Bosses
It Ain't About The Bitches
Or The Shit One Flosses
Bout The Loses
And The Come Ups
Ese Playing With My Work
And Gatilleros I'll Run Up (T Locos)
This New Jack Hustler
Out There Making His Name
He Stepped Out Of Line
Trying To Question My Game
What A Shame
That His Egos To Blame
Cause I Don't Give A Damn
If Hes With His Dame
I'm A Tank
On Some Old School Shit
Ese Hit Em 8 Times
But The Bastard Lived
He's A Kid
Don't Know What He Did
But Messing With My Shit
The One Thing I Forbid
No Guilt
Cause He Had It Coming
His Mouth Was Running
So To Me It Was Nothing
En Las Calles
C-Mack Supreme
Let Me Open Up The Gates
On This Long Halloween
Outro:
(Laughs)
Don't Make Me Laugh Ese
You Ain't Got The Muscle
To Go Up Against Me
Step The Fuck Off Punk
Get Your Muthafuckin' Weight Up
Naw Too Late
You Get K'd Up
Listen Fool
You Ain't No Where Near
Being A Muthafucking Big Dog
You're Too Weak To Be Out Here
Trying To Push The Line
I Was Cultivated In This
Where The Fuck You Come From Huh?
Conejo
International Mutherfucker
Boss Of Bosses
Puppet Master
Yeah, That's All You Need To Know
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