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conejo – when is it gonna stop lyrics

[intro]
the clock is tickin
and you know what that means
time stops for no one
feel me?
listen, let me go in

[verse 1]
another restless night
i couldn’t get no sleep
i was thinking of a rhyme
and a f-cken beat
i heard noises
could this be the raid?
i scope the shit out
it was some cats in the shade
insomnia
is what i’m suffering of
i’m starrin’ p-ss the ceilin’
to the god up above
asking questions
what’s it all about?
it was 3:45
and i couldn’t knock out
i miss home
and the mexican cooking
remember all the times
my jefa gave me a whooping
for getting stupid
but thats all in the past
so i don’t give d-mn
cause i love my fam
i keep the heat close
so i could live today
stacking all my cheddar
problems going away
i blaze a j
to some marley tunes
soon i was in a dream
where i seen my tomb

[chorus]
when is it gonna stop?
i hope its tonight
before its all over
i’m a still have to fight
fight the world, fight the system
that i find myself in
even though they tryna call me
a deadly sin
so when is it gonna stop?
can someone give me the answer?
tell me to my face
no evasive answer
if its disaster
then let me react
and count the m-th-f-ckers
that i’m bout to subtract

[verse 2]
everyday is the same
thats why i move so much
i put the shit in first
let go of the clutch
the story such
that i’ll be facing a judge
and telling your attorneys
that i just won’t budge
so i’m state to state
so i won’t stand out
cause the shits very clear
what the risk about
innocent
so it really don’t matter
cause in this dope game
i been climbing the ladder
so let me say somethin’
about the places i been
the k!llas i met
and the things i seen
every ghetto’s the same
some more upscale
but still the situations
about gettin’ that mail
stake & lobster
is the food on my plate
if i play my cards right
i’ll be back in l.a
with the lakers
at the staple center
ese 25 deep
your baby mamma get with us

[chorus]
when is it gonna stop?
i hope its tonight
before its all over
i’m a still have to fight
fight the world
fight the system
that i find myself in
even though they tryna call me
a deadly sin
so when is it gonna stop?
can someone give me the answer?
tell me to my face
no evasive answer
if its disaster
then let me react
and count the m-th-f-ckers
that i’m bout to subtract

[verse 3]
on the real it gets me mad
i gotta live this way
but on the real it did me good
showed me how to get paid
and launder
like a laundry mat
ese vatos claim the fame
but they ain’t livin’ like that
but thats the way it is
you gotta get your fix
and do it how you do it
till your -ss get rich
don’t trip
cause dope sells itself
and all you gotta do
is just protect your wealth
half these fools talking bout it
wouldn’t last 24
wouldn’t know what to do
with their back on the wall
i stood tall
then got away from it all
i spoke to my attorney
he suggest that i ball
come back with some chippers
you could beat this case
you ain’t even do it
but they point at your face
i said there’s hope
in this bird of c-ke
and these pounds of ice
half a ton of the smoke

- conejo lyrics

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