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The Conjure Man Lyrics

Album Name : Conjure Man
Release Date : 2013-01-21
Song Duration : 4:04

Conejo The Conjure Man


Focus on the money, and stay out of trouble
But annihilate ah squad, if they coming to gun you
Blood curdle, this are the verses of death
Notorious stay pointing put ah strap to your neck
Sume up coffins, up out of the ground
This is serious matter, ain't no f..cking around
Ese black candles lit, to perform this conjure
Drunk hallucinations, homie puffing on ganja
Get the chills, when you hear my voice
Ah black Mac-11 is my weapon of choice
You'll rejoice, if I die tomorrow
Under the sun and the moon, walking out the saloon
Bullet holes in the wall, means I got out
Escaped through the side, I got my routes
Then I came back out, and took you out
Jumped in thee Impala, and rolled on out

I'm the conjure man, I could make you ah fan
Ese tie your ass down and inject you with grams
No holograms, this are kilo grams
Throw it in the pot, rock it up your exam
I'm the conjure man, yeah that's my name
Ese gun powder sedral I'ma light the flame
The Parki bembas, gonna shut you down
Just in case you wanna know, ese my pride is brown

I'll spit on you, I got bars for years
And everything I drop is ah world premiere
So welcome to, the LAC
Erre quince on my lap and it's ready to breed
It's for the coven, that got the price in the oven
That hard candy crack, that the basics love it
Ceremony, at the cemetery
Yellow diamond in my ear, it's called Canary
Young trucos, you ah legend bro
You ain't even there, you the CEO
That's how it go, ese crib will grow
You give me download money, and I give you some dope
I stay cloaked, in the shadows dawg
I Czech Republic, in the City of Broad
Check the blog, it say C Rock God
Ain't talking about locations talking bout the Chron

I'm the conjure man, I could make you ah fan
Ese tie your ass down and inject you with grams
No holograms, this are kilo grams
Throw it in the pot, rock it up your exam
I'm the conjure man, yeah that's my name
Ese gun powder sedral I'ma light the flame
The Parki bembas, gonna shut you down
Just in case you wanna know, ese my pride is brown

I'm making records, you know that classical shit
Independent from the start, I'm state of thee art
And yes I'm ah monster, that's taken over
Muthufuckers think I'm slipping, I'm watching the corner
Aperation's, that leave you stunned
And at the same time, I'ma get my funds
I got the guns, that give you the runs
You shit in your pants you ah f..cking act
So I'll talk to you, on how it works
25 minutes later, blood stain on my shirt
I'm on alert, cus I'm doing my dirt
I ran out of bullets another clip I insert
We out here, where the spiders are crawling
Cob webs in the hall, and ballers is falling
The game's calling, without me they lost
I'm the last man standing C Roca the boss

I'm the conjure man, I could make you ah fan
Ese tie your ass down and inject you with grams
No holograms, this are kilo grams
Throw it in the pot, rock it up your exam
I'm the conjure man, yeah that's my name
Ese gun powder sedral I'ma light the flame
The Parki bembas, gonna shut you down
Just in case you wanna know, ese my pride is brown



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