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letra de bonche salvaje - conejo

[intro]
shout out to all the camaradas
from that wild bunch
og’s & lil homies
yeah this ones for you
check it

[verse 1]
i live by the code
i’m a creature of habit
full of dead soldier coffins
in the place i inhabit
ese this g rabbit
the thought provoker
my financial gain
make you think i’m a broker
the struggle justified
my existence right now
universal principle
my definition of tao
i’m like thou
shall not come against this crown
i’m a brown town shooter
and my name is renown
for blowing out brains
of a rival dealer
i did it in a rage
dressed in pittsburgh steelers
realistic or a trip
on the negative side
for an act of revenge
i set the vibe
these low level drugs
i overcame my addiction
as them federal officials
released me from prison
this a playbook hustle
so why the fuss?
homie came to handle business
i ain’t come to discuss

[chorus]
son de lineage
somos el bonche salvaje
ese paying my respects
this a homenaje
to the homies
from then and now
that been through them wars
i be talking about
bonche salvaje
thats the hood right there
if you gone – rest in peace
we know life ain’t fair
pero siguiemos
ese rifando la ache
if you a enemy
i suggest that you watch it

[verse 2]
i unveil f-cking seeds
narrate these songs
empire i created
streets call me con
cause the tomb i embody
the life of a gangster
i’m sentence to a life
of causing disaster
money stacks
from the sh-t i recite
it’s real hood though
i’m just tryna incite
i k!ll to protect
the f-cking ring
i’m jack in the shining
by stephen king
you a dead b-tch walking
on the boulevard
you hoes -ss vato
bout to pull your card
leave you scared
you 86 from the yard
you on some weak as sh-t
c-o-n go hard
only choice i had
was to sell that dope
philosophy you spoke
never gave me hope
that’s why i toke
then blow the smoke
with them wild bunch tinys
in back of vault

[chorus]

[verse 3]
i’m in a spiritual
state of mind
i deliver this message
subliminal sign
the feds call it crime
in a world control
but i’m a call it game
cause my soul got sold
my origins divine
from a aztec line
in a palace of illusion
i’m hustling white
moving ice
and rolling the dice
i hope i can reach you
and shed some advice
supreme sequence
of then and now
how these shystie m-th-f-ckers
been milking the cow
felony case
let there be light
so i can light the joint
lace you with this sight
cause my past
is the same as yours
ese g’s looking up
as the phoenix soars
i’ll never change
we in a mystical war
if you don’t want to hear it
then shut the door

[chorus]

[outro]
en paz descanse
all them fallen harperos
from that wild bunch gang
coming from conejo
2-5 t-loco – i’m out

- conejo

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