Conejo - Yo Soy Leyenda | Текст песни

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Verse 1:
Let me tell you why i chose
the title legend
cause i am muthafucker
a messiah with weapons
get the message
the needles full of dope
hip hop the religion
and im the pope
your nursery rimes
have been suspended
at the usc campus
though i never attended
i roll sixes
streets made me looney
influenced by the baddest
that ever knew me
i fuck fly bitches
to some stephanie mills
ese i was hitting corners
when she peeped the wheels
i never had dreads
but i know you dread
that i might pop off
and feed you lead
the world
is my second home
you a homocide victim
laid out on the floor
i shut shit down
number 1 no doubt
in the ways of a rider
im a floss my clout

Verse 2:
They say the boy raw
and he got no flaw
paint a portrate of the fortress ( the hood )
while he chill in the spa
the music therapeutic
gotta watch for the judas
smoke budda not a buddist
but you know how i do this
the pigs come around
they just doing there job
trying to catch muthafuckers
that kill and robb
that be - i
but i got wings to fly
ese lifes to short
they wont catch me alive
so we flipping them quarters
for a rainy day
so much drama in l.a.
it make it hard to get paid
i captivate who listens
to this caviar
the face is scared
and the track is bizzare
smoking chronic in the bar
like its amsterdamn
fuck a multiple choice
ill pass any exam
i gives a damn
you run up you get served
in a daze fucked up
bleeding out on the curb

Verse 3:
C - O - N
He the coldest cat
and he stroll like a pimp
with his hand on his gat
were he at ?
hooverpark selling blow
belt buckle with the H
so his enemys know
ese BIG G RABBS
aka lil doper
the words i utter
turn you into a smoker
chicas love it
they wanna birth my seed
ese legs wide open
ma feeling the need
over seas
they copping cds
escaped death once
now its nothing to me
snatch a punk by the collar
robb his ass for the starter
smack his ass up
with the fucken revolver
im a laker
and you a lame ass faker
my gangbang style
chalked up - yellow tape you
im a fool man
and im a keep it o.g.
in the mix for the twist
all you snitches is weak

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