Lyrics: Tattoo Ink - Get The Coroner (Ft. Spider)

Lyrics For Tattoo Ink's "Get The Coroner" Song Feat. Spider From Their "Wanted Dead or Alive" Album.



Conejo (Verse 1):
October 9 I Was Born
Ese Clutching A 9
A Pen And A Pad
A Premonition To Ride
I Was High Big Dog
Off The Ghetto Morphine
Loc'd Out Juvenile
Having Fatal Dreams
Thats Right Homie
Thats Conejos Madness
With A Fucken Attitude
Like The Ink The Baddest
In The Crib Boy
They Better Rock Me To Sleep
Cause If I Raise To My Feet
You'll Be 6 Feet Deep
24s On The Stroller
And A Tommy Gun
Motherfuckers Feel The Pressure
Exit And Run
Ese Naw
I Got Nothing To Say
Just I'm Quick On The Trigger
Whether Mac Or K
The Shits Tense
The Streets Say I'm A Menace
Homie Scarface 2
Drug Lord Lieutenant
Complex Decipher
I Subpoena Your Ass
Then Book You In The Tank
And Share A Sinister Laugh

Chorus:
Get The Coroner
I Just Dropped A Fool
I Put Em In A Coffin
Took A Shit On His Tomb
I Brung Doom
Show Down At Noon
Ese GPS Tracking
Found Em Dead In A Room
Preparations
For The Final Stages
N.S.A. - C.I.A.
Trying To Pin Some Cases
Say I Manufacture Terror
Don't Get Shot In The Face
It's A New Fucken Dawn
For The Human Race

Spider (Verse 2):
El Callejero Aferrado
Y Placasos Con La Tinta De Tatuajes
Y Que Queded Claro
Voy Hablando Caminando
Trucha Con Los Truenos
Enemiga Rolan Por El Varrio
Y Me Pongo Vergas
Esta Perra Vida
Te Traicionas
Si No Te Pones Las Pilas
Morillo Perdido
Escapado De Las Ratas
Y Los Puercos Policías
No Me Vale Ellos Nada
Tengo Letras Para Usar Las
Que Quieren Odiar La Tinta?
Es La Misma
La Primera En La Industria
Calle De Los Angeles
Tinta de Tatuaje
Entremés Se Impotente
Claramente Pega Fuerte
Multiplica
A Cien Historia
Bien Salados
Veces Cuando Abras El Hocico
Pura Mierda Lo Que Sale
Vete A La Chingada Pero Imbécil
No Eres Nada
Ponte Listo
Tinta De Tatuaje

Chorus:
Get The Coroner
I Just Dropped A Fool
I Put Em In A Coffin
Took A Shit On His Tomb
I Brung Doom
Show Down At Noon
Ese GPS Tracking
Found Em Dead In A Room
Preparations
For The Final Stages
N.S.A. - C.I.A.
Trying To Pin Some Cases
Say I Manufacture Terror
Don't Get Shot In The Face
It's A New Fucken Dawn
For The Human Race

Venom (Verse 3):
The Streets Raised Me
Almost Gave Me Birth
Muthafuckers Like Me
Steady Kicking Up Dirt
Whats Worse To R.I.P.?
Or End Up Doing Life?
But No One Predicts
What's Gonna Happen To Your Life

Conejo (Verse 4):
I Live The Street Code
And Stay Blown Off Dro
Spider - Venom - Bugs
And The Homeboy Pelon
Got It Locked
We Bout To Bust Them Glocks
Ese Fuck A White Flag
And Your Peaceful Talks
I'm From The Gates
And I Was Banned From Heaven

Venom (Verse 5):
Come Out That Coma
To Face A 1-8-7
Venomous Homie
Never The Less
Oh Yes

Conejo (Verse 6):
Ese 9 Mili Shots
Air Holes In A Tech
Bullet Holes To The Chest
I Smoke All Them Hoes

Venom (Verse 7):
25th Tattoo Ink
Here To Settle The Score
Harpys Dead End
Hit The Corner
Get The Coroner

Venom & Spider Meet Me At 28 Homies

Chorus:
Get The Coroner
I Just Dropped A Fool
I Put Em In A Coffin
Took A Shit On His Tomb
I Brung Doom
Show Down At Noon
Ese GPS Tracking
Found Em Dead In A Room
Preparations
For The Final Stages
N.S.A. - C.I.A.
Trying To Pin Some Cases
Say I Manufacture Terror
Don't Get Shot In The Face
It's A New Fucken Dawn
For The Human Race