Conejo - Did I Sell My Soul? lyrics

[Intro] I Signed A Contract But I Ain't Get No Mansion No Cars, No Boats No Nada Than What The f** Did I Exchange My Soul For? [Verse 1] C-Rock Is The Ying C-Mack Is The Yang They Got The Business f**ed Up And Their Product Is Wack They Sound Black And They Exhibit They Back But When They Get To The Pen Its Guaranteed To Get Shanked And The Crumbs That You Made Off That Box Of Garbage Got A Muthafuker Laughing Cause Your Vehicle Salvage I'm A Savage That Means I Body Bag You Out Of State In The Desert Cause You Got No Value Sabes - Holla They Know To Fight The Pigs Blue Rag State Of Mind That Split Your Wig So Take Heed Or Become Ghostly I Sleep With The Vest And The AK Closely You b**hes know Me For Drug Dealin' & Pimpin' I Walk With The Cain But A G Ain't Limpin The Boy Trippin' On Your Personnel Homie Smacking Muthaf**as In This Concrete Hell [Hook] Did I Sell My Soul? I Shook Hands With The Devils Is That The sh** I Had To Do To Reach This Level Its My Endeavor To Come This Strong Enemies Try To Cross Me And Do Me Wrong I Must've Sold My Soul While I was f**en wasted The Dragon In My Vein And I Began To Chase It Gave Me Methods Then I Got In The Lab With A Bag Of Narcotic And A Writing Pad [Verse 2] So Many Gimmicks Homie And So Many Critics That After Meditation I Ain't Trying To Hear It Saint Louise Fitted I'm Sly, Slick & Wicked This City Got Bricks For A Lower Ticket Shoot The Digits You A Fabrication So I Ain't Doin' sh** With Your Association For Real Though What The f** You Flippin'? When My Boys Do The Shipment Newspaper Clippin' Gun Shots From The Wesson Toys And I Just Got Back From Illinois Its An Eye For An Eye In The Windy City Ese All Foreign Cars And Big Ass Titties Patrollin' Looking For Taliban Ese Afghan Style No Pinching Plan I'm The Medicine Man Hear My Tribe I Smoke Into The Plants That Get You High [Hook] [Verse 3] You Want This Throne? In Your f**en Dreams Only Cocaine Slangers Understand The Green And Thats A Fact You Wanna Conquer That The sh** That I Build Fool My Clips Are Filled So Place Your Gangstas I'm A f**en Magician 2-Story Crack House Offer Exposition You Already Dead You A Organ Donor Watching 20 TVs I'm A New Club Owner Another Day Another Dollar Ask The File Clerk I'm A Wait Till You Receive Homie Get You For Work I Sever Fingers And I Heard You Would Finger On A Stand Up In Court Like An R&B Singer Singing Hooks To The Jury The Judge Is Watching There's A Bomb Under Your Seat And The Clock Ain't Stoppin' Booom! Your Ass Went Through The Ceilin' But That's What You Get For Your Punk Ass Squealin' [Hook] [Outro] You See We Got All These Raggedy Ass Muthaf**ers Trying To Be Hollywood Walking Out The Swapmeet Feeling Like A Million Bucks But I'm Here Now C - O - N The Avenging Angel Doing This sh** For Everybody Out There That Just Ain't Inspired By The Bullsh** Thats Out Right Now Ha These Muthaf**as Is Wack