Lyrics: Conejo - Another Fallen Soldier

Lyrics For Conejo's "Another Fallen Soldier" Song From His "Los Angeles Times" Album.



Intro:
Aye Conejo Whats Up
Aye Pelon Whats Up Homeboy
Kick Some Shit For The OG Homies Rest In Peace
I Got You Carnal

Verse 1:
On A Average Day
Turned Ugly As Fuck
Ese Rivals Pop Up
In Them Latest Trucks
Sig - Sauers
And Them Semi-Autos
Ese Vatos Got Loc'd
Off That Sherm Stick Bottles
Here's The Problem
My Boy Was Pumping Gas
With His Back To The Shooters
From The Enemy Gang
Bang
The Last Sound He Heard
Ese I Was Up In Chino
When I Got Word
Another Fallen Soldier
That's 5 This Year
Rosedale Cemetery
Is The Proof This Real
And Maybe They Gone
But Not Forgotten
The City's Under Siege
And The Homies Is Dropping
The Feds Plotting
Politicking No Talking
Ese Dealers On The Block
Know We Hitman Walking
R.I.P.
Homie Rest In Peace
Until We Meet Again
I'll Be Here On The Streets

Chorus:
Another Fallen Soldier
Lay Dead In The Streets
I Hear There Mothers Cry
Why It's Gotta Be Me?
Attend Thee Awake
I'm At Your Burial Ground
I Pay My Respects
And Watch You Go Down
Then Life Carries On
You Gotta Deal With This Shit
Enemies Stay Dying
As I Let Off A Clip
It Never Finish
It's Like It's Personal Business
G - Killer - Dealer
Smoke A Federal Witness

Verse 2:
Excursion Limos
And Escalades
Bentley - El Caminos
Harley Bikes In L.A.
Anything You Could Think Of
On The Blvd.
There's Tension In The Air
Due To Battle Scars
The 745
Led The Caravan
Ese Parked On The Corner
We The Deepest Gang
Bitches Heard About The Barrio
Wanna Get Dicked Down
Her Baby's Daddy Hating
About To Check That Clown
It Was Bumper To Bumper
Till They Seen The Sparks
Then We Moved On The Caddy
Like A Pack Of Sharks
Call It Chaos
The Fucken Sheriffs Was Coming
Ese Shots Interchanged
Hit My Boy While He's Running
Another Fallen Soldier
I Picked Him Up
I Put Him In The Truck
But The Homie Was Gone
I Closed His Eyes
I Was Soaked In His Blood
I'm Get A Muthafucker
In The Memory Of...

Chorus:
Another Fallen Soldier
Lay Dead In The Streets
I Hear There Mothers Cry
Why It's Gotta Be Me?
Attend Thee Awake
I'm At Your Burial Ground
I Pay My Respects
And Watch You Go Down
Then Life Carries On
You Gotta Deal With This Shit
Enemies Stay Dying
As I Let Off A Clip
It Never Finish
It's Like It's Personal Business
G - Killer - Dealer
Smoke A Federal Witness

Verse 3:
Strolling 39
To The Sports Arena
Mashing Getting Bitches
We About To Clean Up
GTA - Carjacking
L.A. Car Shows A Come Up
Any Click Caught Slipping
Know The Tokers Will Run Up
That's How We Done Em
You In Our Backyard
Ain't Nobody Making Money
But You Know We Are
Get Out Your Car
We Snatched All Them Chains
The Victims Got On
But They Came Back With The Gage
We Stacking Chips
Jewelry And Daytons
Bitches From All Over
We Got Hooks Ups For Days
Lil Homie Kept Point
On The Blue Beach Cruiser
They Pulled Up On His Side
To His Chest And He Died
They Got Away
But Will Get Back At Them Fools
The Car Show On The News
Said That Los Got Them Fools
It's Time For Payback
We Gonna Miss You Dog
Spray Your Name On The Wall
Another Soldier That Falls

Chorus:
Another Fallen Soldier
Lay Dead In The Streets
I Hear There Mothers Cry
Why It's Gotta Be Me?
Attend Thee Awake
I'm At Your Burial Ground
I Pay My Respects
And Watch You Go Down
Then Life Carries On
You Gotta Deal With This Shit
Enemies Stay Dying
As I Let Off A Clip
It Never Finish
It's Like It's Personal Business
G - Killer - Dealer
Smoke A Federal Witness