Thursday, August 8, 2013

Lyrics: Conejo - Hallucinations

Lyrics For Conejo's "Hallucinations" Song From His "Mastermind" Album.



Verse 1:
Sandman Slim
Ink Flow Out The Pen
They Threw Out The Case
Before It Went To Prelim.
Germany - Berlin
Tokyo - Japón
Homie Secretive Location
Mando Destrucción
Ese Ain't Nobody Playin'
So Pon Atención
Or A Spirit Come To You
En Tu Rincón
Soy Dragón
Combinado Con Tigre
And Its About Time
Que Yo Fumigue
Estorban
These Fools All In The Way
Homie Saying They Could Rhyme
They Got Hell To Pay
And The Ones That Could Rhyme
They Got Nothin' To Say
Cause They Never Drop Juice
Fuck Making Them Wait
The Time Is Now
Cause Time Don't Wait
Ese Give It To Them
By My Psychological State
I Create
This Atmosphere
Where Dope Get Served
Ese Year After Year

Chorus:
Hallucinations
These Fools Think They Could Fuck
But They Ain't Makin' Moves
They Just Runnin' A Muck
That's Why They Stuck
No Date To Release
Homie Hand The Session Over
Let Me Feed The Streets
Hallucinations
Vatos Claimin' Success
But Everything They Leak
Is A Fucken Mess
More Or Less
It's A Game Of Chess
Homie 25th & Hoover
Is My Address

Verse 2:
I Just Wonder Dog
What Go Through Your Mind
Cause Every Month I Unleash
Another Saga Of Crime
I Combine
What I Know & I See
And That Right There
Is Another Lp
This C Mack 11
Ese Heaven & Hades
19 Years
Since I Last Seen Shady
That's Crazy
That's Almost A Dub
Got The Drawing That He Sent
While I'm Holdin' The Snub
So If You Like Me
And Got Fam. In The Joint
Then You Know What It Feel
To Reach Your Breaking Point
No Joke
Now I Gots To Smoke
A Whole Chronic Blunt
Ese Laced With Coke
It Take Me Back
Then Its Back To Work
I Lurk In The Booth
For A Track To Murk
I Do This Dirt
And I Do It Well
Reputation On The Line
I Got This Clientele

Chorus:
Hallucinations
These Fools Think They Could Fuck
But They Ain't Makin' Moves
They Just Runnin' A Muck
That's Why They Stuck
No Date To Release
Homie Hand The Session Over
Let Me Feed The Streets
Hallucinations
Vatos Claimin' Success
But Everything They Leak
Is A Fucken Mess
More Or Less
It's A Game Of Chess
Homie 25th & Hoover
Is My Address

Verse 3:
Cuando Miró
Lo Que Esta Pasando
Instead Of Going Hard
Se Le Pasan Hablando
Esperando
Un Verso Gratis
Bout To Throw Em In The Oven
Like A Fucken Nazi
So Watch Me
And Listen Close
I Got 50cc's
Of This Lethal Dose
You Want It?
Well Then Stick Out Your Arm
I Empty Out A Safe
Disarm The Burglar Alarm
I Does It Quick
Yo No Gasto Tiempo
I Threw Off On The Top
Les Digo Como Me Siento
Mis Pensamientos
Son Como El Viento
Y Todo Enfrentamiento
Ese Cada Violento
Get Ready
Or Get Left Behind
I Ain't Fucken Signed
It's Just Part Of The Grind
You Not Confined
To My Circumstances
You Don't Wanna Trade Places
And Take Those Chances
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