Conejo - When The War Began lyrics

We lost ah gang brother to them evil streets That's full of deceits so we come for his mother It should'v been some other but it had to be Gonna miss you little homie may you RIP I met up with the soldiers came to ah conclusion G's on the table for some retribution Ah solution, it's an eye for an eye Enemigas gotta die on thee other side We bought crates, of f**ing guns But now it's time to meet, Satan's son That's ah metaphor, catching felony cases The plan to execute, was to hit out their bases Ah cycle, that keep on going And everybody knowing, that C Rock flowing Bout to get down, in the trenches Law enforcement and attendence Waiting for my entrance When the was began, you could trust no man And falling's of pigs do you understand Cus all b**hes rattle, they got them fans But we had to put in work when the war began When the war began, you could say it was wild I grew up in this sh**, as ah fatherless child When the war began, all my friends got bail Along side the adversary in the state cemetery It's time to strengthen ese this future we in A lot of feds coming home from doing time in the pen But there's ah guerra, that we must attend to Invade my jurisdiction and we coming to get you Cus from the promise, I embrace la muerte Been to casacuerto, la santa muerte So convierte, into ah form of survival So everyday other gang, looked upon his arrival You in denial, 30 rounds could wreck you If you don't move fast, there bound to take you Te yeva, to where there's no return So if you don't watch your back that's of no concern Cus bullets burn, ese como un infierno And then you get cold ese como el invierno That's how it was, and how it is today Now I'ma sit back and let the Uzi spray When the was began, you could trust no man And fallings of pigs do you understand Cus all b**hes rattle, they got them fans But we had to put in work when the war began When the war began, you could say it was wild I grew up in this sh**, as ah fatherless child When the war began, all my friends got bail Along side the adversary in the state cemetery Foo's hating on my verses, I can't explain it But maybe it's because of the pictures I painted They ain't acquainted, with the calles like me They ain't never never caught ese quite like me Now I'm getting, they wanna be g rabbs Smoke weed crack house methamphetamine labs Man, that's just too bad Cus I've been right here since the war began