Conejo

Conejo - Devils Night lyrics

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Cash getting shot in the parking lot
Some getting shot walking out their spot
They were struck, with ah lighting rod
Some wear it on half of them were broads
I know, what you thinking
That I'm high in the sky, that I've been drinking
That I might go, ultra psycho
And set shit on fire cus I'm ah pyro
There I go, smoking hydro
If I run out of beat, I just went psycho
I'm the sniper, that'll call you bluff
Ese hit you in the chest knock you out your Chucks
Bet something, make it worth my while
Cus none of you bitches fucking with my style
I break 'em down, into 36 zones
That's 36 flows of that bomb ass snow
Tonight, is the devils night
Assassinating with my words at the speed of light
I do this right, for the clientele
Le marco la boncado represent my hell
Tonight, is the devils night
Don't you see the metaphor that I bring to your 
sight
You need sight, to see in this realm
Where the demons go and run 'em amongst the millions 
of shells
I whip work, and stretch them buy's
I come up with the money you ain't get no slice
That's on my Nikes, that my weapons kept
In case ah muthufucker wanna talk that mess
The glocks on 'im, ese what you saying?
Open up your mouth and your teeth decaying
No delaying, cus I got them feinind
With that cemetery talk and that zombie being
Squeeze first, ask questions later
All I really know, this vatos ah hater
Mini bars, cus he tried to fade me
Soon found out, that I'm too crazy
Couldn't faze me, I got them g code bars
I rep for the street and that Southside call
I'm on ah struggle, and my story's pain 
That's why I grave so much and I sniff that caine
Tonight, is the devils night
Assassinating with my words at the speed of light
I do this right, for the clientele
Le marco la boncado represent my hell
Tonight, is the devils night
Don't you see the metaphor that I bring to your 
sight
You need sight, to see in this realm
Where the demons go and run 'em amongst the millions 
of shells
No man, is fucking with me
Can't you tell right now they ain't equal to me
I'm Ski Mask Boy, I'm ghetto famous
This snitch ass foo's try to do me shameless
Pesado, that's way too much
For any of this vatos, to fuck with us
I proceed, to built more conflicts
At the cocaine verse homie bring more profits
Put the gun, barrel on 'im
Pull the trigger no more brains they found 'im
Tried to round up, all my team
Cus we insane, supply the feins
Psycho smag 'em, your operation
I take what I want then I leave the location
Inject shells, on my way 
I got ah plane waiting for me, to fly me out
Tonight, is the devils night
Assassinating with my words at the speed of light
I do this right, for the clientele
Le marco la boncado represent my hell
Tonight, is the devils night
Don't you see the metaphor that I bring to your 
sight
You need sight, to see in this realm
Where the demons go and run 'em amongst the millions 
of shells
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