Conejo - Rap Magazine lyrics

f** ah rap magazine, I roll with Force Cus I'll never see my face, in the f**ing Source So behold, ah pale white horse Getting over on the system it's the sh** I endorse Ain't too many that could do what I does And maybe that's because I'm plugged in with the d** I shrug, when they play me your CD That's why I can't leave, muthuf**ers is feinind Serio, this ain't no rappers delight I'm on some schoolly d, and smoking primos tonight Slide me some dope, be f**ing stuck in the zone They got don to the bone was my methadone The metric dome, keep the beat on time So move to the side, with your nursery rhymes And let this pro, unleash the flow They got you fixing in the back, that tar and snow Out this world, UFO My girls nipples popping out with the camel toe I'm ah childhood war, surrounded by foe's You wanna 50 double up come and knock on my door Cus that's the way, I paint ah canvas Old Steve Lano's should'v signed me to scanless But he didn't, so I signed myself Nothing I release, ever sit on the shelf My whole catalog, is ah epidemic I'm in the meth lab, like ah f**ing chemist I'm ah dentist, and you ah cavity b**h Extract your a**, for being ah snitch And put ah hex, on all you rejects Saying that you next, that your style is complex I send ah text, to my boy in hood back Ese hit 'em with some ice he received through Fedex Paper coming back withing 24 Electronic stash in the pa**enger door The funds I invest in ah civil war I got two blond freaks, on the floor Eating out each other's, f**ing cookie C Loco's OG, ese you ah rookie Playing hookie, go back to jr. high Before I have the little homies, do you ah drive by This is real, as it get Just watch the news, on your TV set I play roulette, the Russian style Ese you could check, through the ranking file Stay ah while, and witness the violence Maybe on you if you don't keep the silence Now it's minus, you my boy You bit the bait, decoy destroy Now get this message, to Havi Lopez So I could swarm, like ah pack of locust To anything, that he put in my way I hang with my dogs, like Omar say J O S to the E That's my name, on this Cali ID M A R T I N De Los Santos en Jalisco like my gramps and then Woo, the mean I'm with the business 8 car caravan homie built to k** this Tilt this, f**ing bottle And pour me ah shot, 12 O'clock no votto Time to go, and get that dough Guaranteed I'll be back before your put in the morgue It's time to forge, ah f**ing alliance Between all of us, that live in defiance