Conejo - Hot On The Trail lyrics

Their hot on the trail, but the trail went cold And maybe that's because, I sold my soul I love my town, and my town love me But if it catch me slipping I'll be RIP 2 1 3, murder at night Ski mask boy, the rough neck type Who said, that I can't rap Yes I could rap f**en circles, around this rats And deadly decisions, always get tooken This lame muthuf**ers always catching ah whooping They mentally f**, from the side they get snuffed I co*k back the hammer, and blow off their top Retaliation's ah must, that's why I must bust There's ah rumble in the jungle and I'm kicking up dust That's us, gun's out the window Whole back to the park, and spark that endo My escape, let's get that cash All for me, that copper badge Stay away from the trash on my trips to jail That's me wearing Chuck's through malicious scale I'll pay ah visit, to the depths of your mind Before I came to you you was walking around blind Open your eyes, to this ghetto life Same story different person he relate to mine And the revolver, is the problem solver When the chamber start spinning enemy get calmer Cus I regulate your spot in ah matter of seconds My lyrical force, is the ultimate weapon The blood path, got you doing the math But many gotta go and face the aftermath On fein service, till the day I die My catalog enormous it just multiply