a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

conejo – witch craft lyrics

[conejo]
man they talking about
the flow is witchcraft homie
know i’m sayin’?
i’m just tryin’ to tell em
it’s a notorious enemy – charlie row campo collabo
you feel me (yeah)

[verse 1: conejo]
murder squad
line em up against
the f-cken wall
ain’t no time to repent
the sh-t is morbid
a living sacrifice
ese 9 dead bangers
in there cortez nikes
obituary’s
homie day after day
got a name that i know
another vato was k’d
the morticians
recognize the tats
ese enemy initials
coming back to back
i’m a one man army
with several connects
possessed by the streets
you never know what’s next
i’m s-d-stic
like you in salem’s lot
i’m the unseen terror
that be stalking the block
the chaos breed
the jealousy and the greed
ese 2 decapitations
of some l.a.p.d.’s
the detonation
of a m-ssive search
ghetto birds satellites
a m-ssacre of concern

[chorus]
the flow is witchcraft
you can’t break the curse
it’s worst then the first
this my evilest verse
notorious – charlie row
will kick in some doors
enemies laid out
when the trenos dispurse
gang avengers
the blood bath get brutal
cadavers in the hood
chino, rabbit the shooters
lunatics
the south east and the west
the feds want a war
they f-cking with the best

chino grande (verse 2):
notorious enemigos
charlie row con safos
with a semi auto
i’m a spray these vatos
lay em down
to watch the guns go plow
ese whittier wanna do?
another body get found
in platoons
serve they call a balloon
kush spliffs
bought a brick
so now it’s time to pursue
what’s next?
two steeps ahead of the feds
ozone’s of that c0ke & that crystal meth
a money launder
although i sit & i ponder
will an infrared beam
heat 22 walter
or in a charger
all black like stacey’s
ese swift like zapata
mathuf-cka don’t make me
rip your chest off
arms laced with this teflon
equivalent to witchcraft
homie you’re dead wrong
i’m poison
leave you drippin’ wet
as you worsen
south east to the west
we the best with some choices

[chorus]

[verse 3: conejo]
my cataclysmic raps
simultaneous with tracks
put you 6 feet under
your remains in the trash
souls burn
the terrorrizer unleashed
ese torture suffocation
war lord in the streets
to the children of the corn
in the k!lling fields
call me g f-cken vader
dark side with steel
death strike
i impale on sight
you a dieing m-th-f-cker
on a silent night
having suicidal dreams
of screaming statues
between the shadows crawl
i jump up and i gat ya
evoked
lost in a grave of smoke
the doom impending
ese ain’t no joke
got meth got c0ke
lil homies is loc’d
m-th-f-ckers wanna fix
of this l.a. dope
then get in line
you welcome to my h-ll
condemned slow death
primo toke in the air

[chorus]

- conejo lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS