[Conejo]



[Conejo]

Check it out, put me on track twenty five

China White, alright

Ey Venom, you ready homie

Let me hear myself, let me hear myself

Murder by numbers

Small time hustler with big things on my mind

Check it out, that's right



[Conejo]

I'm a small time hustler with big things on my mind

If it ain't about the money then you're wasting my time

Heated three-five-seven full of bullets so rise

Bulb three point five full of crystal and ice

You heard my old shit and said that's what you like

So I spit the gangsterism, you're a victim in prison

Started something, I'm promoting the violence

Motherfuckers in the game scared, they're calling out tyrants

We're just thugging and hollow points is reaching

H Gang ain't no joke, we'll slip one through your dome

These child proof killers give it up with a sign

When their hands come together and they disrespect the knife

They in trouble, ese we blast them on sight

The little homies ride, multiply and divide

Let's ride, till the figures get right

Ese Venom, Ese Rabbit put in work on the mic



[Chorus: Conejo]

We can murder by numbers, I spit it bomb

Twenty five riders in the street, dead wrong

Homicide and we ain't gotta tell them why

We don't fuck with the law, we let our enemies die

We can murder by numbers, you do the math

Me plus a glock equals blasting your ass

Homicide and anybody snitch, they die

Subtract motherfuckers off the map and get high



[Venom]

I'ma start deducting motherfuckers off this planet

Damnit when you hate it's not hard to understand it

So let's divide solid vatos from these rats

And hoodrats and as a matter of fact

Let's subtract enemigas by the thousands

And poison all these rats by the dozens

I learn mathematics by slanging, maintaining

Counting bullets, profits, gang banging, trigger happy ass vatos

So let's go do this, I count dead bodies when I go to sleep

My nightmares are full of corruption

Placaso Veneno, deadly are my fractions

My mind just errupted like a volcanic erruption

Me plus a cuete equals total destruction

Multiply, subtract, divide

I'm always ready to ride, plus I'm nothing nice twice



[Chorus]



[Conejo]

Just for my fans that's out there mobbing

LA fucking Times, they're killing and robbing

Homie coughing cuz the weed's too strong

You're a hostage in your home when the glass' too strong

The homie flipping, whether killing or sticking

And all that I know is fuck being a victim

Young Rabbit, that uncut I'm sniffing

Ese drive through the park might end up missing

Never listen, is what my pops be saying

But I listen for the chopper and their fucking raids

Shit is major, so ese what's your wager

Get the fuck back, skinny chain and pager

Moms tripping because it don't add up

In a fraction of a second I'll go all out

It's when you're on one, that Conejo's necessary

The cd on repeat till you die in your sleep



[samples from Goodfellas]

...murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line..

...you got out of line, you got wacked..

...everybody knew the rules..

...killing just got to be accepted..

...hits just became a habit..

...as far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a gangster..

...murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line..

...you got out of line, you got wacked..

...everybody knew the rules..