Conejo - Hoover Park Ways lyrics

Listen, this are my Hoover Park ways And the way I butcher tracks I leave your people's amazed The catagoals, where I made my home Cus the atmosphere is right for me to choke on the zone I'm working roots, and I got all my roots It's ah muthuf**en jungle I'm the first one to shoot Salute, like we in Barue And if it's over money bout to be ah dispute They call me C Mac-11 belly counting my loot So catch me if you can if you in high pursuit If not you regrouping your computer compute The suspect got away, he was lots on route Ese this is what I do, everyday of the week I'm savage with the flow, when the enemy speak About me, I'm from the LA County I came along way from slangin' music in swapmeets But the story, is ah f**ing movie Bet your rich comrads would invest if they knew me Think back, to all I've done I took you all with me on ah dangerous run Like ah one night affair, with Amapola Ese finger banging b**hes licking every holas No one's colder, than your boy g rabbs Ah cemetery dance while invoking the past Bilal cosi, with the demon's mostly I don't need ah price or ah f**ing trophy I'm ah dope fein, and my fix is fire I light up my cojiba let events transpire Cease fire, and then continue again With the power of the strap I k**, all of your men Ah fatal circle, about the size of ah inch Was the hole in his chest eyes open ah flinch Hyper dermics syringe, bring surenity Ese k**er from the West, my identity But allegedly, I was accused by you Well I'm off in the dungeon doing Hosho Y,U And respectufully, your a** is wrong So we track all your statements for your a** is gone Like an abortion, you get no clemency I got venom for you rappers on this melody It's ah penalty, for no moral ethics And my arsenal increased we're soborting the streets Foo your pathetic, someone get 'em ah medic With his played out style ese vatos are relic I monopolize the game ain't no room to breath Got's to put 'em in they hole, six feet beneath Obsolite, you no longer in use El Angel De La Muerte got, all of the juice So if it's dry, like the Sahara Desert Them vatos need work, then we got that treasure Proffesor, everything is measured Out of everybody out, I don't see ah successor Giving pressure, I'm f**ing raising the bar All you crash course dummy's know who you are My beliefs, in the ATR's Medallen, Pa lo monte now I carry the scars You wanna war, with Zeus himself Simple signing to go drown you Haties take you to hell And let those who enter leave coke behind Cus here lies d**h within this murderous rhymes So when the act man coming, do not disturb Absorb what you can, then shut the door I'm in ah meeting, with my top lieutenants If orders out to rob and show the world we ah menace