Conejo - Dead Men's Blanket lyrics
[Conejo - Dead Men's Blanket lyrics]
Alrato similar to death in the cradle
Fifteen year old girl killed
In a car accident
Two Hispanic boys shot in a drive-by shooting
Three people killed after hostage
Situation turns fatal
Organized crime families
The cycle never dies
Deadly power struggle, crime, drogas and time
Story about a once beautiful lady
Strunk out on coca as she begins to act shady
This is also a story about a
Homie that liked to rob
Eventually motivated to go and join the mob
The secrets don't stop there
It all becomes a nightmare
Cuz little did they expect to be
Laying under the dead man's blanket
Get the picture, the dead man's blanket
Watcha, come into my realm
Baby had a psychic reading about
The life she was leading
There were questions
Homie serious suggestions
Running with the big boys all over town
Collecting all the taxes
Recieving all the faxes
Relaying messages, more than a runner
Fell in love with the captain
In charge of the drogas
Every single night when he
Was out on business
She was snorting coca instead of doing dishes
Baptised to the mob
Youngster wants the logic
Watcha little homie
I got this little project
You and my lady pick up this dope
Drop my lady and the dope
Don't forget to test the coke
Up in the attic she began to snort
No sympathy in pain if the shipment was short
The boss came home with sex on his mind
And a diamond set to make her his wife
Indulgence on behalf of his bitch
Powder on her nose, her eyes began to twitch
The captain ain't no fool
He smelled the sloppy rat
He grabbed her by the throat
'where's my fucking dope at?'
Mija starts to stutter
She blames in on the youngster
The man that she loved had
Turned into a monster he didn't give a damn
All he cares about is dope
Importancy of currency
The power that it shows
Torture cuz no one wants to tell the truth
To the chamber of pain
Till someone goes insanse
What else is to be done in a matter like this
How am I to know that
They won't turn a snitch
He can't have that, that's the game of death
He proceeds to liquidate her with
The bullet proof vest
All three would die, destiny brings sadness
Ambulance rolls up
Let me get three dead man's blankets
Just like I imagined
Everyone's fortress collapsed
No one could escape
Everyone's time was maxed out
What's it really all about
Weed and deception or sinful intentions
The Armageddon agent
Chapter one in the book of life
The dead man's blanket
In a love dispute husband poisons wife
Police kill innocent man reaching
For his glasses
Child kills mom playing with father's gun
When will it all come to an end
Very soon so they say alrato
Fifteen year old girl killed
In a car accident
Two Hispanic boys shot in a drive-by shooting
Three people killed after hostage
Situation turns fatal
Organized crime families
The cycle never dies
Deadly power struggle, crime, drogas and time
Story about a once beautiful lady
Strunk out on coca as she begins to act shady
This is also a story about a
Homie that liked to rob
Eventually motivated to go and join the mob
The secrets don't stop there
It all becomes a nightmare
Cuz little did they expect to be
Laying under the dead man's blanket
Get the picture, the dead man's blanket
Watcha, come into my realm
Baby had a psychic reading about
The life she was leading
There were questions
Homie serious suggestions
Running with the big boys all over town
Collecting all the taxes
Recieving all the faxes
Relaying messages, more than a runner
Fell in love with the captain
In charge of the drogas
Every single night when he
Was out on business
She was snorting coca instead of doing dishes
Baptised to the mob
Youngster wants the logic
Watcha little homie
I got this little project
You and my lady pick up this dope
Drop my lady and the dope
Don't forget to test the coke
Up in the attic she began to snort
No sympathy in pain if the shipment was short
The boss came home with sex on his mind
And a diamond set to make her his wife
Indulgence on behalf of his bitch
Powder on her nose, her eyes began to twitch
The captain ain't no fool
He smelled the sloppy rat
He grabbed her by the throat
'where's my fucking dope at?'
Mija starts to stutter
She blames in on the youngster
The man that she loved had
Turned into a monster he didn't give a damn
All he cares about is dope
Importancy of currency
The power that it shows
Torture cuz no one wants to tell the truth
To the chamber of pain
Till someone goes insanse
What else is to be done in a matter like this
How am I to know that
They won't turn a snitch
He can't have that, that's the game of death
He proceeds to liquidate her with
The bullet proof vest
All three would die, destiny brings sadness
Ambulance rolls up
Let me get three dead man's blankets
Just like I imagined
Everyone's fortress collapsed
No one could escape
Everyone's time was maxed out
What's it really all about
Weed and deception or sinful intentions
The Armageddon agent
Chapter one in the book of life
The dead man's blanket
In a love dispute husband poisons wife
Police kill innocent man reaching
For his glasses
Child kills mom playing with father's gun
When will it all come to an end
Very soon so they say alrato