Conejo - Can You Relate lyrics

[Intro] Scene From American Me [Verse 1] They Ran Him Over He In A Body Cast He'll Plan His Revenge When The Wounds Have Pasted Don't Ask (Why?) Cause I Won't Tell You His Name He Was Brought Up In The Hood That Cause So Much Pain (HPS) And I Remember The Day Outside My School He Was Posted With A Heat His Enemies Were Fooled They Came Closer Till They Seen There d**h Then He Chased Em Through The Alley No What Happened Next? A Living Legend Along With Many Others Homie Was A Fool Just Like His Brother The b**hes Loved Em He Had Original Swagger Though He Wanted In The Streets For Many Cadavers Drug Game Homie Supplied The Gang With His Child Hood Connection Of Them White Square Things He's On The Run They Wanna Bring Him In They Want The Good Muthaf**ers All Locked In The Pen [Hook] Can You Relate To The sh** I Spit It's A Everyday Occurance In The Place I Live We Live In Sin The Rich Want Us In And The Next Thing You No We All Locked In The Pen Can You Relate To The sh** I Spit It's A Everyday Occurance In The Place I Live We Live In Sin The Rich Want Us In And The Next Thing You No We All Locked In The Pen [Verse 2] He Beat A Murder When He Was Just A Teen He Was Dropping Muthaf**ers Like That U.F.C But He Was Righteous But At The Same Time Vicious When It Came To The Barrio He Was Making Desicions This A Story About A f**en Gangster From A City Under Seige That Gave Birth To Disaster Out To Blast You Was The f**en Modo Ese Sort Of Like A Leader Cause The Rest Would Follow He Made Money And Put Us All In The Game When Him And His Dog Starting Flooding With Caine The Cases Came Ese All Got Beat And Before The Next Raid He Was Back On The Street With His Fleet Of West Side Riders Ese Felons Out Selling Pack Of Ruthless Survivors They Brung Him In He Wanna See His Lawyer f** A b**h Ass Cop This Ain't Law And Order [Hook] Can You Relate To The sh** I Spit It's A Everyday Occurance In The Place I Live We Live In Sin The Rich Want Us In And The Next Thing You No We All Locked In The Pen Can You Relate To The sh** I Spit It's A Everyday Occurance In The Place I Live We Live In Sin The Rich Want Us In And The Next Thing You No We All Locked In The Pen [Verse 3] I Was At The Trial When They Sentenced Him The Homeboy Stood Up And Gave A Gangster Grin They Gave Em Life At f**en C.C.B His 2nd Murder Case This Was A Pending Beef Somebody Please And Other Songs That Remind Me Of How It Really Feel When You Lost In The County The Homie Gone Will I See Me Don't Know Cause He Sit Up In A Cell Up A Quentin d**h Row While The Other Is On A Another Yard Ese Lifes Tribulations Make The Scene So Hard But Everywhere He Went They Had Respect For Him And His Past And His Intellect Nostalgia Hits And I Envision His Wagon Ese Parked On Estrella Where Them Eagles Were Hanging Drop A Letter Ese From Time To Time To Reminise On Those Times Through These f**en Rimes [Hook] Can You Relate To The sh** I Spit It's A Everyday Occurance In The Place I Live We Live In Sin The Rich Want Us In And The Next Thing You No We All Locked In The Pen Can You Relate To The sh** I Spit Its A Everyday Occurance In The Place I Live We Live In Sin The Rich Want Us In And The Next Thing You No We All Locked In The Pen [Outro] Scene From American Me