Lyrics: Conejo - The Eagle Has Landed

Lyrics For Conejo's "The Eagle Has Landed" Song From His "Angel Of Death" Album.



Intro:
Wild Bunch, Dead End Tokers, Dukes, Tiny Locos, Chicos 5th Ave
We Harpys Homey
That's Right
Hell Muthafuckin' Yeah
Trip, Capone Meet You Gangstas At The Park
We Gonna Shoot Over To The Bars
See Whats The Harps With The Hood
Sound Thee Alarm Enemies Wanna Die

Verse 1:
Slate Black Feathers
Covered With White
A Head Pail Gray
It's Time To Take Flight
Crown Double Crest
A Menacing Look
A Fucken Reputation
Of The Nieghborhood Crook
Ese I'm The Block Burner
From The City Of G's
8 Balls 16's
Serving All Of Them Fiends
Getting Money
It's What This Life's About
Dead End Tiny Loc'd
From The H No Doubt
So Who The Fuck Want
A Piece Of Mine
I Stay Sick With It
45's Tech 9's
And Poisonous Lead
Lay You Weak From The Venom
Then I'll Spray You With Bullets
Enemies Gonna Get
So You Bitch Ass Fools
Don't Get Involved
Cause You Know How The Fuck
The Problem Solved
Narcotic
Methamphedimine Hypnotic
If Your Spot Making Money
Then I Gots To Rob It

Chrous:
The Eagle Has Landed
But It's Landed On Death
Sent Out On A Mission
Now I'm Back On The West
Your Status Dangered
I Stay Close To The Nest
Got The SK Busting
Penetrating Your Vest
The Eagle Has Landed
All You Punks Better Run
Ese Rabbit Been On One
Since The Homies Been Gone
Your Status Dangered
And The Killing Ain't Done
These Rat Muthafuckers
On Serio Get Done

Verse 2:
My Speed Above
I Roll My Primos With Dubbs
I Strike In And Out
25th Show Me Love
I'm Taking Over
Enormous Grasping Claws
I Tax All My Prey
I'll Be Hunting Them All
At The Carnival Of Souls
Put A Hole In Your Dome
Got These Cemetary Men
That'll Burry Them Bones
I'm In Company Of Wolves
Wanna Bark At The Moon
The Devil Rides Out
To The Harpys Saloon
You Hear The Shots
Cause They Thump So Loud
Conejo Stay High
In Them Indica Clouds
I'm Dropping Pills
Steady Counting My Scrill
I Spit G Shit
So That The Gangsters Could Feel
You Know Its On
So If You Scared Get On
It's True What You Heard
That On The Serio We Bomb
Then We Hustle
And Flex Nieghborhood Muscle
Ese Anything You Want
From These Straps To Tussles

Chrous:
The Eagle Has Landed
But It's Landed On Death
Sent Out On A Mission
Now I'm Back On The West
Your Status Dangered
I Stay Close To The Nest
Got The SK Busting
Penetrating Your Vest
The Eagle Has Landed
All You Punks Better Run
Ese Rabbit Been On One
Since The Homies Been Gone
Your Status Dangered
And The Killing Ain't Done
These Rat Muthafuckers
On Serio Get Done

Dialog:
Slap That Muthafucker
That's Right
That's Right Youngster
We Push Thangs
These Bitch Ass Taggers Can't fuck
OG 39th Street Tokers
Venom It's Like This Perro
Sound Thee Alarm Enemies Wanna Die
Let's Go Come On

Verse 3:
I'm Watching
I'm Just Waiting To See
What's It Gonna Be
When The Pressure Get Seen
We Gave Em Looks
Ese Looks Gave Em Chills
From The Way I Slapped His Bitch
I've Acquired Some Skills
Storm Swift
You Get Carried Away
To A Suicidal Forest
You'll Be Dead By Day
The Eagles Has Landed
City Streets Get Cold
And These Evil Muthafuckers
On My Team Won't Fold
This Guns For Hire
If You Got Them Chips
If Not You Get Hit
With Them Multiple Clips
We Thick As Fog
Fucken Feds On My Tail
Incoming Mail
From The Homies In Jail
It's A Witch Hunt
Ese Got Black Magic
Twin Automatics
If You're Looking For Static
Fuck What You Think
Cause You Ain't Knowing The Half
Bust On Your Hood
And Blast Back To The Lab

Chrous:
The Eagle Has Landed
But It's Landed On Death
Sent Out On A Mission
Now I'm Back On The West
Your Status Dangered
I Stay Close To The Nest
Got The SK Busting
Penetrating Your Vest
The Eagle Has Landed
All You Punks Better Run
Ese Rabbit Been On One
Since The Homies Been Gone
Your Status Dangered
And The Killing Ain't Done
These Rat Muthafuckers
On Serio Get Done

Outro:
To All My 27th Street Chicos Malos
That Stay Smashing
The Eagle Has Landed
You Know What I Mean
Whatever It Takes
It's The Way It's Gotta Be
Fuck All My Enemies (Echos)