Conejo

Conejo - Fearsome Reputation lyrics

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When I rap like this they can't avoid my presence
The way I deliver I'm ah certified menace
I spit ah sentence, that could answer the question
Who the baddest in this bitch, C Rock no question
He got lessons, that homie take you to school
You could pass wit ah E, if you gripping that 2
I'm ah scholar, I snatch your ass by the collar
Put ah pistol in your neck, pop the check for the dollars
I'm intense no regrets doesn't make any seance
You damn right that it was people chain of events
I do damage, you recognize I'm here
Chronic fumes I let off into the atmosphere
Severe, I complicate all matters
By the time it's all over it's ah fucking disaster
Cus I'm faster, this foo's slow with the average
Specially rip ah guest, ah fucking savage
Got ah fearsome reputation I could have you clip
Homie shooters on your block, I encrypt the list
I got crews, that wait on the signal
Ese no full round if they find you they kill you
Never say, that it would be easy
I could fly off the handle with your wifey get sleazy
You retire, to one last breath
Front page LA times feel the coast with the meth
The names of my songs ain't nothing like yours
Young trucos got songs 'bout robbing them stores
With the ski mask on, an adrenaline rush
Ah bottle of Cognac and ah ounce of the Kush
The shit I push, homeboy it's lethal
But I still got streets waiting for the sequel
And it's here, no need to fear
Plug your headphones in, that's og sin
And my pen, always run out of ink
Cus I write till it's dry, cus the boy be high
No lie, I overdose in the booth
Cus it's lyrical opium, is speaking the truth
Then I reborn, the fucking system
Take ah little bit of todo, I fucking miss 'em 
That's ah mixture, can't be ammunated
Most wanted, most faded enemies most hated
Got ah fearsome reputation I could have you clip
Homie shooters on your block, I encrypt the list
I got crews, that wait on the signal
Ese no full round if they find you they kill you
Never say, that it would be easy
I could fly off the handle with your wifey get sleazy
You retire, to one last breath
Front page LA times feel the coast with the meth
Gang banging, at events and shows
That's why I'm mostly riding guided, but still I go
VIP, I got ah section reserved
And if you was sitting there you better step to the curb
I'm ah bird of prey, ah Harpy's eagle
Ain't no rapper in the game, that is my equal
I could meet you, anywhere you want
Ese we could do business on ah fucking spot
I have not, this well I'll been
I've been in the middle riddle shots at your chin
It's ah win win, situation for me
Muthufuckers picking nails, trying to step to ah g
Before I feed, I could give 'em ah pass
Disappear for ah seed after I smoke your ass
Don't even ask, if you could ever come back
I'll put some racks on your head if you ever do that
Got ah fearsome reputation I could have you clip
Homie shooters on your block, I encrypt the list
I got crews, that wait on the signal
Ese no full round if they find you they kill you
Never say, that it would be easy
I could fly off the handle with your wifey get sleazy
You retire, to one last breath
Front page LA times feel the coast with the meth
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Language: English

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