Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Lyrics: Conejo - No Joke I'm A Fucken Slave To This

Lyrics: Conejo - Boss Of Bosses (Mr. Capone-E (Hi Power) & Slow Pain (Old Town Mafia) Diss)
Lyrics For Conejo's "No Joke I'm A Fucken Slave To This" Song From His "Angel Of Death" Album.




Intro:
Trip Out
Let Me Spit This Shit I was Writing On My Way Back
From Taking Them Pounds Of Ice To Them Peeps In The East Coast
Bugsy: Let Me Check That Shit Out Homey

Freestyle:
Methamphetamines
By All Means Necessary
Necessary Means
To Keep The Fiends in Check
What's Next?
Dropped The Hand Full Of X
Plus The Acid In My System
Make Me Act Complex
Target Officials
Assassination Was Planned
I Conquer & Exploit
These Fuckin' Terrorist Gangs
I'm Hard To Find
And The Warrants Issue
Don't Fall Out A Favor
Cause The Streets Won't Miss You
Subsequently
I Was Meant To Slang
A Cocaine Shipment
Said These Boys Ain't Playin'
We Started Out
As A Fuckin' Diss
Yo Bitch Set Me Up
For The Fatal Kiss
I Fucking Domed Her
Then I Sprayed The Corner
I Martyr Muthafuckers
Said These Roaches Is Goners
Then I Pull Up To A Car
With Undercovers Inside
And Fucking Open Fire
Til They Dead In My Eyes
You Better Duck When I Bust
If Survival Is A Must
But It's Too Late Now
Should've Known How It Was
Hungry Pits In The Back
Sense Patrol & Bark
Homie Strong Arm Ready
Kush Blunts Get Sparked
And Ah Yeah Homeboy
I'm A Straight Up Menace
Til That Crackhead Witness
I Revoke My Sentence
Enemies See Me Coming
And Start To Run
But Then Somebody Dead
From Rabbits Gun
So Put The Cash In The Bag
Before I Fade That Ass
Get Took For Your Shit
Then Put It Back In The Stash
Where The Grips Get Clocked
Enemies Get Shot
Fucking With My Crack Spot
Unloadin' Smithn's & Glocks
And Yeah Man
I'm Too High To Die
Too Many Harpys Dead
To Let This Shit Just Fly
I'm Like The Devil
In The Middle Of The Night
With The Homies Deep
And We Kill On Sight

Bugsy: Damn That Shit Was Tight Homey, La Neta Homey

Verse 1:
Call Me A Parasite Harpy
When I Swoop To The Ground
All Fucken Clickas
Straight Gangster Down
I Subsist
On Baking Soda And Powder ( Daily Crack Sales )
357's ( Magnum )
Rap Games Most Wanted
I’m A Chemist
Bulletproof Your Dome
I Descend From The Skies ( Harpy Eagle )
Just To Bury Your Bones
I’m Fucken Brutal
And 5th Battalion They Know
Ese Rabbit Hit The Stage
And The Fans Went Whoa
It's A Rap War
Who Be Supreme On The Mic? ( Tattoo Ink We The  Baddest )
C-O-N-E-J-O
X5's & Hoes
Bullet Holes
I Dispatch Them Bro
I’m Surgical With A Pen
I Dissect That Flow
It's An Eclipse
With Barrels All In Your Face
You Like A Roach On The Wall
You Get Smashed And Fall
City Of Murder ( Killer Cali L.A. )
Enemies Can’t Fuck
Cause These Tiny Loc'd Gangsters
On The Streets Call Shots

Chrous:
No Joke
I’m A Fucken Slave To This
I’m A Bust Five Clips
Premeditate The Hit
Receive Chips
This Is Where The Moneys At
And Them Ar-15's
Make Your Army Collapse
No Joke
I’m A Fucken Slave To This
I’m A Spit It Critical
On Some Massacre Shit
I’m Hell Bound
That Was The Word Around Town
That I Kill My Enemies
On The Streets Like Blauwww

Verse 2:
Ese Mic Skill Vicious
Under Any Conditions
Muthafuckers Wishing
I Get Sent To Prison ( You Know Who You Are )
8th Letter Is Where I’m From
H Gang No Joke
Murder Plenty Enemies
Hit The Chronic And Choke
I Roll Out Of State
And Fine Bitches Get Poked
I Roll To The Club
And Fucken Haters Get Smoked
I’m Ice Cold Fool
Ese Discrete No Trail
Arrived The Cartel
And Commenced The Hail
My Shit Is Wicked
You Better Watch What You Doing
The Shit You’re Pursuing
Or Them Birds That You Moving
Cause I’m A Jacker
Home Invasion On Mine
Got Your Kids And Your Wife
Taped Up Inside ( Hostage Situation )
Just A Double Homicide
It's On You To Comply
I’m Here To Flood The Streets
Til The Crackheads Die ( New Jack City )
Pay The Ransom
We Want 100 Keys ( 100 Kilos Of Cocaine )
Or Else You Could Find Em
In The Deep Blue Sea ( Pacific Ocean )

Chrous:
No Joke
I’m A Fucken Slave To This
I’m A Bust Five Clips
Premeditate The Hit
Receive Chips
This Is Where The Moneys At
And Them Ar-15's
Make Your Army Collapse
No Joke
I’m A Fucken Slave To This
I’m A Spit It Critical
On Some Massacre Shit
I’m Hell Bound
That Was The Word Around Town
That I Kill My Enemies
On The Streets Like Blauwww

Verse 3:
Murders Get Committed
Might As Well I’m Hunted
Cant Decode My Words
They Notified I’m Running
Extended Clips ( Anybody Killer )
For The Bloods And Crips
Ese Empty Out Your Safe
And Start Flipping Them Chips
I Stay Sucker Free
I Mash And Dash
They Wanna Murder Me
But They Afraid To Blast ( I Blast First )
They Just Roll By
War Time Lets Ride
They Just Woofing All That Shit
Now Its Time To Die
I See It Clearly
I Keep This Heat In My Hand
We 25 Deep
While You’re 6 Feet Deep
Look Back See The Sirens
I Ain’t Stopping For Shit
Homicidal Drug Pusher
On The Street With Bricks
Pulling Two One Ones ( Jack Moves )
Cooking Powder To Rock
Feds Come On The Block
And Them Glocks Get Cocked
Check Me Out
Ese Connected
Can’t Deal With My Steal
When The Click Clandestine ( Harpys Mafia )

Chrous:
No Joke
I’m A Fucken Slave To This
I’m A Bust Five Clips
Premeditate The Hit
Receive Chips
This Is Where The Moneys At
And Them Ar-15's
Make Your Army Collapse
No Joke
I’m A Fucken Slave To This
I’m A Spit It Critical
On Some Massacre Shit
I’m Hell Bound
That Was The Word Around Town
That I Kill My Enemies
On The Streets Like Blauwww
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