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letra de absolute power - conejo

[hook]
absolute power
is what i got my boy
and your b-tch -ss moves
ain’t making no noise
i destroys
i’m doing serious damage
all you lame m-th-f-ckers
just be extra baggage
above average
when you at my level
ese recognize a king
with the rhythm for devils
i pull the lever
on the guillotine
ese absolute power
real life no dream

[verse 1]
its cause of me
that you took your first step
cadet’s feeling brave
like he gots a rep
you better shuffle
and reach for your holster
c-mack got the gat
and he bout to approach you
i’m a ghost you
homie simple and plain
8th letter representer
and venom the same
i terminate your mission
and your base defense
the battlefield tense
and your goons condense
so immense
the muerto fin on my chest
intense look in my eye
west adams my nest
a million clips
no propaganda
my cache of ammo
be the size of havana
so i drop non stop
nothing get in my way
and my name in the street
come followed by fame
that’s me
c-o-n to the e
ese j to the o
this a felony flow
and never has there been
another like “i”
that fly through the sky
with continues fire
they f-cken liars
you couldn’t stand in my shoes
you wack m-th-f-ckers
come and see what it do
they trying to avoid
of speaking of rabbs
but they tell you to your face
the boy is bad
no deception
just misdirection
ese money is the root
of all connection
so pay your homage
if you want success
or you could loose it all
with a shot to your neck
dudes scary
they some misdemeanors
my dogs in the s.h.u
out the bay they subpoena
what that mean huh?
when you could run the game
ese behind closed doors
with nothing but game
i’m in the storm
no way out for me
i was built for this
if you know what i mean
war

[verse 2]
lay em to rest
that be you in the box
ese strip his -ss down
found a stash in his sox
he took a shot
he a renegade
but that don’t f-cken matter
he about to fade
cause on this planet
we the illest crew
m-th-f-cken reign of terror
till i’m put in my tomb
so there’s nothing
that could slow me down
c-mack run the show
and give the crumbs to the clowns
i don’t exist
i just do what i gotta
ese dip with a grip
record labels get caught up
i’m the product
that’s about to erupt
future murders gonna happen
try gaffle me up
exhibit a
its a f-cken cd
prosecutor want life
cause my lyrics are g
no weapon – no motive
witness caught in a lie
ese karma get a rat
power make em die
war

- conejo

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