Conejo - Shamanic Scripture lyrics

[Verse 1] Fist full of gold Is what i'm after To climb to the top You need the tallest ladder Boss Of all bosses Dumb muthaf**ers All you take is losses So what you want Is not what you get Next seat there's a tec In a red corvette Divine punishment Is what they receive Ese i don't even care What the f** you believe Islamic terror Is what i see on the news Everybody speak out Point out there views A sure shot Of that h**n To lean you out Is what its about Dope albums Is all i produce Headphones on That's drug abuse So obscure Like a pagan cult SKM Bring rapid results [Hook] Shamanic scripture This a mixture Of a c**aine flipper And a mexican hitler Need some liquor So my raps are sicker Homie everything i spit Is a motion picture Go figure Who's on the trigger Rival body floating by On the side of the river Reconsider C - rock a k**er That deliver thee uncut Ain't no one bigger [Verse 2] Tough deadly force Is what i endorse I take it back To the primal source Cause something Gotta give If not i put in work Take over bid Sk**s Pay the bills So your weak lil raps Ain't worth a deal These are The terms of the plot I brought drama That'll get you got Individual chapter Written every day About the boys in the hood You at risk if you play Sabotage Ese all your efforts That's right muthaf**er Cause i'm a expert Bullets In your head tonite Wake up in a lot Feeling hella light Supernatural foe Es lo que es That catch you when you slippin Take you to the next [Hook] [Dialog] Badnews Had to bust out the chopper On these lames To show em That when a boss speak They shut the f** up Or they get silenced [Hook 2] A felony beat Is in the pyrex pot And when its done cooking It hit the spot It get hustled In every hood Hold that thought While i serve these fools A felony beat Is in the pyrex pot And when its done cooking It hit the spot It get hustled In every hood Hold that thought While i serve these fools We live this We live this We live this We live this [Dialog] Jump that line And watch the lil homies Nina catch a fever Fool its 15 minutes past the grave Ill put your whole Punk a** concept in They body muthaf**ers for fun Over here Now you see Why i'm sh**ting on em Its stupid wild Sinister kingdom Your worst enemy Conejo Angel of d**h We done