verse one)

c-o-n-e-j-o

Im deadly like snow

I go in for the kill

High speed never slow

So you know

I chop it up

Double up my feria

Cause I doesn't give a fuck

You get stuck

When my shank bone crushes

While broads wanna fling

12 rounds in the ring

Lets ride slide

Through the wicked wicked side

Reach for the heat

And homie let them bullets fly

Take me to the feria

Got a hostage in the back

Extreme cold winds

Get your house ram sacked

By me myself

No other than I

Agent armageddon

Let the murders multiply

I'm the most paralyzing

I'm like a blizzard

Anything you need

Make a wish I'm the wizard

Of los

Counter clock wise

Cyclone hurricane

With direct distribution.



(hook/chorus)



(verse two)

Dust to dust

My steal never rust

That's why im shakled down

On this L.A. county bus

High velocity dreams

And sinister grins

In the eye of the storm

In a city full of sin

Toxic doses

That are so profound

Get a wake up call

With extreme withdrawl

From dusk till dawn

I build mine strong

I don't wnna be right

If the barrio is wrong

Cause I gots the glock

For the vatos on the block

So ese tack cover

If you don't whants to drop

I lock it down

It keep the ontarage heated

Mistakes not repeated

All Attempts were succeeded

Indeed

Igot a story to tell

With the mini 14

For this west side tale

Intake

The purest of them all

With a deadly combination

Cause I like them raw.



(hook/chorus)



(verse three)

Got my lady on my mind

But babys looking fine

Shes throwing that shit at me

Thinking if im a go get mine

So I do its done

Got a get myself that issue

Uaually id walked

And not even miss you

Homie serio

She must have had a hold

Must have been the way she strip

Must have been the way she rode

I don't know

She got ese in a maze

In a white escalade

Like a venomus snake

I met her at the carshow

Sports arena

Standing with her grils

Next to the el camino

Walked up to me

And ran it down

Called her up that night

Cause I heard she get around

round and round

You no conejo put it down

Smack that ass

Homie never break it down

Im in it to win

From a distance ranging

And when ever I descend

Damage youll be facing.



(hook/chours)

I put it down

To the ground

I put it down

To the muthafuken ground

I put it down

To the ground

I put it down

To the very last round.





Written by:conejo in the san fernando valle. tarzana,CA

Recorded and produced by:bandit at the eternal lab. van nuys,CA

Mixed by:anne catalino at paramoumt studios. Hollywood,CA

Mastered by: mark regan at d.a.s. sherman oaks,CA