Conejo
Conejo - We've Been Pushed Too Far lyrics
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As the end begins illuminatis they win All you blind muthufuckers you ain't ready for this This the axis of evil don't let the doja deceive you Most wanted anti christ, was only ah preview I hopped out the jet with ah price on my head But I ain't gave ah damn I shot back at they ass I'm strictly business, like PMD So what you saying muthufucker that the odds against me The last laugh mine watch you step on ah mine High breed rappers half man half crime Death bringers, into ah sinister cult Ese jump your ass in have you repping the coast With ah 4 5 colt I'm ah fugitive ghost I drag 'em and mag 'em body bagging your folks To this lames in the game I'm like Jesse James Old West Killafornia Sur playing no games Cus we've been pushed too far our people poverty stricken But the only thing certain is we flipping them chickens And we in cars, 20 chronic cigars Rimmed up g'd up we in the hood like stars We've been pushed too far by the fucken system Take away our rights deportation and prison That's why we driven, to get it like we should Stack cheddar any weather smoke that purple Kush So listen when I tell your boy got's to chill Cus homies from the hache fucken whack you for real They maniacs in tanks ese taming the town I'm ah seed of ah demon with that West Side crown My child hood trauma being hungry I'm starving Shit gets to my head so I'm robbing and mobbing The shit is ill though, because it's real though Ancient peers modern foe's all get shots to the dome When I explode on ah track I said my patience is up Ese Wop Bill O'Reilly sock his white ass up It's cocaine, and that's the magic word Ese muthufuckers hear it and it open up doors G Rabbs, the whole bank on the floor Ese empty out ah safe and celebrate with some whores You wanted more, then don't trip I got you Castro 'bout to bust got this game on lock foo Cus we've been pushed too far our people poverty stricken But the only thing certain is we flipping them chickens And we in cars, 20 chronic cigars Rimmed up g'd up we in the hood like stars We've been pushed too far by the fucken system Take away our rights deportation and prison That's why we driven, to get it like we should Stack cheddar any weather smoke that purple Kush See these fallen angels ain't left earth yet So it may seem ah virgin mother ain't gave birth yet We keep dying what are they concerned with The devil manifest cus the soul burn quick Criminal minded like KRS and Scott Larock Fuck the system fuck the government fuck the cops It's ah war out there who running with ya Keep 'em strong like Prescott Bush funding Hitler Guns come and get ya can't fuck with the scriptures Castro de la Coca This ah lyrasis laugh Gotta act not react Fuck ah 47 national security act it's LA where they buried us at How they ain't prepared to kill but they carry ah strap How foolish is that they kill and forgave in they rap From the city homie we on lean like that We ghost vatos 'round here ain't seem like that Cus we've been pushed too far our people poverty stricken But the only thing certain is we flipping them chickens And we in cars, 20 chronic cigars Rimmed up g'd up we in the hood like stars We've been pushed too far by the fucken system Take away our rights deportation and prison That's why we driven, to get it like we should Stack cheddar any weather smoke that purple Kush