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Текст песни Conejo - Rest In Piss

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Sabes que Conejo, none of these motherfuckers can fuck with us homeyAll the camaradas gotta bang homeyI ain`t tripping carnalI`m have to start making examples out of these vatosI set sail on your bitch ass with my armadaA pack of barracudas that`ll settle for nadaCataclysm, you get cardiac arrestCuz I exploit your righteous till the bitch give headAntidote, for the anxiety I buildThe capacity of pain, the genocide surrealDay break brings another atrocityBullets knock you off your feet from the fucking velocityFinger-printed, gateway to the systemI see holograms of my mother at distanceToo many cadavers, I said I gaze in gloomI get a glimpse of the past to hesitate your doomHigh fidelity through my ghetto plasterI shove a bayonet through your back you bastardYour screams loco echo my dreamsDeadlocked in my brain for the world to see[Chorus]Vatos claim that they`re hard but they ain`t hard as meCuz if I get to spitting there will be no peaceJust murders, all across the landFlying bullets never miss, you can rest in pissVatos claiming that they feel much pain like meBut they ain`t never been to jail or met the streets like meJust murders, and today you`ll hangRest In Peace motherfucker, cuz you`re less of a manSub-machine guns, I put my foot on the throttleThunder bold rhymes, take a swig of the bottleRigamortis, I said I desimate them allJust a vato from the ghetto with a dream to ballI`m a rider and I serenade the streetsLet the rotweillers loose on the pin of the beatFrom childbirth I was consumed with gameI was trained for combat, initiated with gangsBarbaric, ese I ain`t submissiveAnybody wanna cross me it`s a head-on collisionConspire, I`ll make your ass retireBitch ass raps get caught in the crossfirePay the ransom, homey don`t make a moveCuz I recruited motherfuckers that got nothing to loseKeep them coming and I`ll tax that assYou wanna brawl with some gangsters, we`re gonna clip that ass[Chorus]I`m in the back of the shack where the cobwebs deepWhere if I commit a crime I can rest in sleepI drop a neutron bomb on your nursery rhymesCrimson be the color of my dripping bloodIt`s an epic tale, obsolete be the cokeI officiate the omen that you weaklings wantYes I`m jagged, I crack a case of CoronasAnd ese gets to banging, puts you vatos in comasNow we read every page of my journalMy optum on the plot makes the onslide eternalOctagon, eight sides to my furyI`m a fallen angel and my face is dirtyClock work, I be combining componentsI`m eratic to the point that the feds be knowingOvernight I had them hooked on crackThese bitches got no edicate, they lay on their backsIn my juke-box I play them cemetery tunesObliterate your son, leave you dope fiends in bluesI raise the octave to increase the painI`ll put a bone crushing shank through your jugular vein[Chorus]You get a hunder CC`s of this china white pureI got a bad, bad temperTrucha para la jura homeyLet`s get the fuck out of here

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