Conejo

Conejo - Face The Music lyrics

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Let me introduce you to my glock
I wish you compensation for the sins all packed
Face the music, there's no way you could win
I feel it in the winds the deadly winds
Not ah day I don't sin, it's that muerto fin
Ganga gang call it what you want
So what the fuck you want, come and get some
Where you ain't getting none, cero nada
Let's face it, la tinta tiene rimas
Bandido, blando equals musica asesina
I ain't feeling what they saying I say it's talk
They ain't know about no rocks and reping the block
Kick rocks, before you really get shot
Before you really get caught and mass murder your 
spot
How many times, you fucken front for the fans
Speaking of gangs but you lames never bang
Bang bang, you fucken dead already
Everyone's scared as fuck I pull away in the Chevy
Face the music, ese move it or lose it
Heavily sedated got ah method of using
Dance of death, it's to nod on mine
To tweak on mine, in this critical times
Face the music, here's the poison you choose it
No one gives ah fuck about the shit that you doing
Wicked times, it's ah must to collide
And provide the enemy with ah deadly surprise
I stay surrounded, by the homies paroles
Dealers and killers, that be quick to pull ah steel
Never folding, 45's we holding
2 5 2 7 39 controlling
This young ass taggers get there teeth knocked out
Their window shot out, and their brains blown out
Bring your whole crew, must be out of your mind
Cus I run up in this bitch evil look in my eyes
Face the music
I'm known for killing muthufucken mics and shit
Tattoo Ink
I keep the flow gangster, at ah steady pace
So come too close, when it's me and my ace
Conejo done playing, all rights reserved
I approached the microphone you about to be served 
From the shout out bitches to the top notch bitches
Give ah shout out to my g's and my gangster bitches
Disaster, at the gates of hell
Misunderstand the way I rhyme and you'll be burning 
in hell
So get the fuck back your wasting my time
And blocking my shine, don't cross the thin line
It's ah thin line, between life and death
Music is joy to my ears when theirs no one left
Your pandilla gang has been dismantled
La musica asesina a yegado como espanto
Hater hater hater all you do is hate
So save ah save ah save ah the worst you contemplate
Before it's too late, example you make
For the rest of the gang you'll be ah simple mistake
Advice you should take, and get the fuck on
Before it's too late, and you'll be the one
Laying in ah coffin playing cemetery tunes
So face the music and the blast went boom
Face the music, ese move it or lose it
Heavily sedated got ah method of using
Dance of death, it's to nod on mine
To tweak on mine, in this critical times
Face the music, here's the poison you choose it
No one gives ah fuck about the shit that you doing
Wicked times, it's ah must to collide
And provide the enemy with ah deadly surprise
Hold up hold up Venom, load up those muthufucken 9 
millimeters and let's roll g
Tattoo Ink
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Language: English

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