Friday, June 21, 2013

Lyrics: Conejo - Ask No Questions

Lyrics For Conejo's " Ask No Questions" Song From Urban Kings' "Street Anthems 4" Album/Compilation.



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Intro:
That's Right C Rock
You Know What I'm Sayin'?
I Move Fast
Its Like Ain't No Time To Stay Still
Naa Mean?
Now Turn My Headphones Up
So I Can Hear My Voice Right
I'm Bout To Flow Ain't I?
Ha-Ha You With Me Right?
If Not Catch Up

Verse 1:
Dozed Off For 20 Minutes
Then I Woke Up Sweatin'
I Sensed Something Wrong
Like The Stage Was Settin'
Now I'm Bettin'
That Words They Gettin'
They Heard About The Dope
And How Much I Be Gettin'
So I'm Jettin'
Here Its Time To Go
I Looked On The Map
I Found A Home
I Was Gone
No Questions Asked
I Showed Up With Some Keys
And Some Pounds Of Glass
New Town New Face
A Whole New Case
But Money Be A Thing
That The Ghetto Embrace
Blue Laces
In My Blue Chuck Taylors
Word Spread Quick
Like A Movie Trailer
I'm A Long Distance Runner
From The City Of Angels
I'm In & Out Of Town
I'm Addicted To Danger
I'm In Danger
Like My Fucken Species
And What I Give To You
Is A Fugitive's Thesis

Chorus 1:
I'm Use To It Now
After All This Time
So I Always Talk About It
In My Rhymes
They Say They Crimes
I Just Say They Mines
In The Back With My Dogs
And We Smokin' Primes

Verse 2:
Before They Knew It
I was Gone Again
Another Fucken City
With Some D Again
I Comprehend
About Them U.S. Marshals
So I Watch Where I Go
They At Clubs & Car Shows
West In
In This Life Of Sin
Homie Shiesty Ass Detectives
Got Murders To Pin
I'm Here To Win
Ese Pour Me Some Gin
I Might Hit Madrid
Or Maybe Berlin
Hired Man
And After Long
Crack House In The Hood
I'm Depending On
Smoke Chron.
With My Associates
Ese Money On The Table
Lets Negotiate
I'm Good For It
I Know You Heard
These Bitter Muthafuckas
Got Robbed For The Throne
I Need A Zone To Get Blown
Tokin' Back To Back
As I Pace Through The Halls
Premeditating To Jack

Chorus 2:
I Manage Anger
By Releasing a Diss
I'm A Sniper In The Trench
My Shot Never Miss
I'm A 5th
With The Tiny Midgets
You Wanna Make A Deal?
Then Shoot Your Digits

Verse 3:
Fuck Your Riches
Ese You Ain't Real
And Everything You Drop
The Streets Don't Feel
Spin The Roulette Reel
Put Some Gs In The Slot
I'm Feeling Fucking Good
I Put Some Heats On The Block
Some Devious Shit
If You Know What I Mean
Ese Codeine Syrup
Got A Vato On Lean
This Routine
And The Crack Cuisine
But If You Want Jihad
We Move Hajadeem

Chorus 3:
I'm Always Running
In My Blue Cortez
I'm Trapped In The Past
That's Why I Move So Fast
I'm a Blast
If They Come Too Close
To Let A Vato Know
That I'm Comin' From Los
I'm Always Running
In My Blue Cortez
I'm Trapped In The Past
That's Why I Move So Fast
I'm a Blast
If They Come Too Close
To Let A Vato Know
That I'm Comin' From Los
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