Conejo - Call It What You Want lyrics

Check me out now, cus I'm back with more Mobster sh**, like I said before I'm Grim Reaping, with the chopper I'm sweeping I move it from ah distance on ah week and then frequent Cus ain't no challenger, on the real that's ready Machete it confetti, what ah f**ed up ending Mind bending, this rap sh** I live it Shot's at your skull, that's how you get it Is you wit it, or is you not Cus G code in effect, around the clock I'm C Rock, lyrical stamina I'm all in this beats like ah animal I'm multinational, I'm not rational Switch blade in my pocket coming straight at you You better watch it, or get ah puncture wound I'm bugged out on the c**a album's dropping soon And that day, you have f**ed up weather Ese vatos get snatched body parts get severed Pull the lever, and your gone forever While me and your b**h in the room together On the serio, this is something better Them other vatos weak they ain't put no effort Nothing lesser, in this felony venture I'm ah cold muthuf**er that applying the pressure Beat downs, on this microphone Ese critical bars that leave ah hole in your dome You know the song, making beats in the basement I step out for some air and see the blood on the pavement Now your d**h, yes this be true Flash back 13 I was sniffing that glue My thug game, is raw as f** Could show you if you want just let me smoke this blunt Angel of d**h, boss of bosses Ah legend when it comes to this Pa** me the f**ing weed I'm trying to get high You heard me, sinister kingdom Bonarue nation, got to foo Don't even trip, check me You know what it is, I'm k**ing this sh** Ain't nobody come close, to do it like this It's how I speak, that they film the street And every line spoken, they picture me toking I'm ah fast live gangster from the LAC Little homies zone out to the new LP He decided, to walk that path If you do get some dope, throw some track just add Ese damn, I'm ah f**ing menace They evacuate the building when I enter the premise It's endless, ah dimensional entrance Into another world, where my spirit the essence Slow it down, so you could understand That my b**h on her pole, to ah slow a** jam I'm just watching, from right here in this chair Ese writing all this raps, blowing smoke in the air It's my weaponry, that take you deep Like sit your a** down, take ah f**ing seat Before you feel, the flame's from hell Three minutes thirty seconds how I cast the spell Personnel, is ah global sell That go into action if they wants to compel In jail, something of value's Some nights I be high seven bills of the valley Uranium, is in my cranium West Coast muthuf**a Dodger stadium And I'm fading 'em, as I maneuver on Hoover AK at my side, I'm the driver and shooter k** you sooner, ese than you thought Then I'm off with the homies to the rifa spot Ah clever mind, is what I got All verse no hook call it what you want I make this sh** look easy, well it is to me it's not to you. El Angel de la Muerte, jefe de jefes. Conejo, representando la hache. Con esta musica te ago pedasos. Yeah, so call it what you want. I don't give ah f**, I run this.