Conejo - Cemetery Gospel lyrics

[Conejo - Cemetery Gospel lyrics]

I got Heroin in my bag
I'm about to get loaded needle in my vein
A lethal dose I'm holding
I see the undercover's but, I brush them off
They've been sitting in that van
For about a month so para siempre
Todo es real rabbit posted with his soldiers
Yo soy General
And I'm shining diamond in the Rum
Ese diamonds in your chain
I'ma snatch that tussle
What part of the game say you could bite
Born gifted with the pen
That's why the flows sound tight
I chase dreams like I was Tony Montana
Got a bad ass bitch she Venezolana la mañana
The body count commence
Retaliation bout to happen i get ready again
The speed of light
That's how my thoughts stay travel
When the shit hit the fan
It's when it all unravel

Cemetery gospel cemetery gospel
Homeboy the shit gon cost you
Cemetery's that's filled to the rim
California's catching bodies
From the street to the pen it's a gospel
About a life that's hostile
I've been going in cause the flow colossal
And I'll prosper it's Mac-11 the author
Homie smashing on your building
I'm a fucking monster

I'm more than a rapper i'm more like a pimp
Cause the bitches that I fuck
They don't give me no lip conejo trix
Is a grown ass man i'm active in the calles
Cause, I roll with the gang i serve tsunamis
The big Kahuna eat cup of noodles
With a can of tuna that's a flashback
Having a spread with the homies in the yard
Doing time in the pen summer ends
How many survived it death was all around
We was dodging and fighting i'll make em say
Sinister Kingdom call the coroner up
Cause, I'm ready to kill em that's why
I know they panic
Since I came up out the grave
I've been rolling with Bandit
And the freestyle is always fire
I've been going strong
While the others retire

Cemetery gospel cemetery gospel
Homeboy the shit gon cost you
Cemetery's that's filled to the rim
California's catching bodies
From the street to the pen
It's a gospel about a life that's hostile
I've been going in cause the flow colossal
And I'll prosper it's Mac-11 the author
Homie smashing on your building
I'm a fucking monster

If I do that thing there be one who's dead
Cause the muthafuckin Varrio
We ain't playing fair i want it all
More than you could ever imagine
Three bitches in my bed
From that beauty pageant fuck a mansion
They'll never know my spot
Ese undisclosed lot money to be got
The city hot they call me Mexican Pac
Big C Rock ese got's that Glock
I'll send a suit case man
To invade your party
He was loading up the gamble
You were sippin Bacardi
To the spark woke everyone up
But everyone's down
With the face to the ground
You better bow when I'm on the tier
Cause king CON be controlling this here
I'm the past the present and the future
So when I aim guaranteed I'ma shoot ya

Cemetery gospel cemetery gospel
Homeboy the shit gon cost you
Cemetery's that's filled to the rim
California's catching bodies
From the street to the pen
It's a gospel about a life that's hostile
I've been going in cause the flow colossal
And I'll prosper it's Mac-11 the author
Homie smashing on your building
I'm a fucking monster

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