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Speed Of Light Lyrics

Album Name : The Bootlegs, Vol. 8
Release Date : 2013-05-27
Song Duration : 2:58

Conejo Speed Of Light


My parents moved out they couldn't take it no more
They said I was stubborn and I couldn't recover
They love me, but they had to go
I didn't stand in their way when they opened the
door
The General's lieutenants and captain's caine
One thing on their mind to inflict some pain
The job got done we got rid of the guns
Ese elo barrios way, I was f..cking her slut
I'm uncut, ese right from the square
I snorted so much I need some medical care
So prepare, ah place for me in heaven
So I can get well be back by eleven
Fifty caliber raps in thee stormy weather
Represent when I stroll death and life put together
Evil feathers, hang from my staff
Long neck on my strap call it the ghetto giraffe
I slang murder, when I vocalize
If the unsee happen then I improvise
I'm graphic, like ah pitbull fight
I broadcast everything ese that I write
The track gets slashed into ah couple of bounces
Competition want me out they make ah public
announcement
I'll renounce it, can't stop this soul
Ese brown skin man he in ah lane of his own
Ya heard, I stay releasing the led
Ese body's turn up with them holes in they head
You're dead weight, and I'ma nack your resha
Homies sitting on some work what they f..ck do you
got
Nada, you some broken glass
You hear the drummer coming and you start to spas
Poison gas, is bout to come out the vent
Another sucker down what ah turn of events
From the gang wardrobe I jump into ah suit
I got ah meeting with my lawyer, I know you compute
Ah professional pirate, but first come the knowledge
Then it's back to the hangout where I f..cking
demolish
I'm off, with the steel volcano
I'm destruction in your path, ah f..cking tornado
Then I lay low, cus my presence vital
Ese muthufuckas try but ain't no taking my title
They start to spiral, ese out of control
The final seconds in their life, is bout to unfold
The console, control the automation
I produce more bars mathematic equation
Ah stand off, between me and the mic
Ese headphones on I'm bout to kill this right
I'm in flight, you in the line of sight
Stolen plane coming at you at the speed of light



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