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Back From The Dead Lyrics

Album Name : Los Angeles Times
Release Date : 2009-03-11
Song Duration : 2:39

Conejo Back From The Dead


I'M HERE NOW I KNOW YOU HERD WHAT I SAID
STAY IN STEP MUTHAFUCKER CAUSE I'M BACK FROM THE DEAD
HOMIE FEEL THIS THIS MY BRAND NEW JOINT
I RAN UP IN SOME CRIBS JUST TO PROVE MY POINT
GOT MY 38 SNUFF I'M ON HOOD PATROL
IT'S YOUR BOI G RABBS LEGENDARY IN LOS
THEY CALL ME SENSIE CAUSE I CAN SHOW YOU TECHNIQUES AFTER I CLAP 9MILIS SERVE DOPE TO THE STREETS
KILLERS WEAK DAWG THE PULL UP IN THEM ROLLERS
REAL HEAT HOLDERS ONLY FUCKING WITH BOULDERS
WHAT IT IS THOUGH DAWG YOU ALREADY KNOW
DARK PAST GREW UP FAST WITH THE SMUGGLE AND COKE
SO I'M DARING YOU BITCHES TO TRY TO FUCKING ROBB ME
MY VOODOO WITCH DOCTORS LEAVE YOUR ASS LIKE A ZOMBIE SMOKING CHRONIC THE DOUBLE GLOCK H GANG

CHORUS

SOON AS WORD HIT THE STREETS THAT I WAS BACK FROM THE DEAD LIL HOMIES RUNNING WILD PUTTING TATS ON THEIR HEADS I WAS EXILE BUT NOW THE RUMORS RETURN GOLD CHAINS DIAMOND RINGS THE OPPOSITION CONCERN SOON AS WORD HIT THE STREETS THAT I WAS BACK FROM THE DEAD YOUR BITCHES GOT READY TO GIVE ME SOME HEAD THEY SOME SNAKES THOUGH I'M NOT A SUCKER MAN I'M A FUCK WITH YOUR SLUTS AND SEND THEM BACK TO YOUR ASS

VERSE 2

WHOLE ALBUMS FOR THE STREETS IS ALL I DROP
OLD TIMERS FROM THE BLOCK THEY CALL ME MEXICAN PAC
YES I STAY WITH THE VEST I'M IN CENSOR
THE VISIONS OF THE MATTRESS AND THE MAC IN THE DRESSER MY METHODS MAJOR L.A STAMP FOR APPROVAL
YOUR CIRCULATION CORD ESE GET NO RENEWAL
YOU WANNA DUAL THEN YOU MUST BE A FOOL
ESE DON'T GET IT FUCK UP I SMOKE ????????
AND ANY FUCKING SNITCH THAT'S JUST LIKE HIM
I PUT YOUR DOME ON THE CURVE
AND FUCKING STOMP WITH TENS
WORLD MAKER EPIDEMIC OUT BREAKERS
THIS SNITCHES GET DOME FROM THE TALLEST SKY SCRAPPERS VATOS FAKER THEN A BITCHES IMPLANTS
FRONT PAGE NEWS THEY SAID I DID THAT I'M WITH THAT
I'M IN THIS TRAIL GROUND I ESCAPE OUT MY GRAVE WHILE I'M FLOSSING THIS CLOUD


CHORUS

SOON AS WORD HIT THE STREETS THAT I WAS BACK FROM THE DEAD LIL HOMIES RUNNING WILD PUTTING TATS ON THEIR HEADS I WAS EXILE BUT NOW THE RUMORS RETURN GOLD CHAINS DIAMOND RINGS THE OPPOSITION CONCERN SOON AS WORD HIT THE STREETS THAT I WAS BACK FROM THE DEAD YOUR BITCHES GOT READY TO GIVE ME SOME HEAD THEY SOME SNAKES THOUGH I'M NOT A SUCKER MAN I'M A FUCK WITH YOUR SLUTS AND SEND THEM BACK TO YOUR ASS



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