I'm a Close This Chapter Songtext
von Conejo
I'm a Close This Chapter Songtext
I′mma close this chapter
Crumbs of crack, grams of tar
Got the homie smack back
Check it out Ernie G
Let's drown these vatos in the Pacific Ocean big dog
I′mma keep 'em heavily sedated
That's right check it out
I′m like a box of grenades but you adapt to mines
Damn ma, I really dig them eyes
Cause you could look beyond the wounds and scars
So I could focus on the beat cause my money′s in bars
Battle stations, broke rules I done made it
You get booked 20 times if the rhyme duplicated
Curtains, my demise ain't silent
I annihilate these wimps and the price be violent
Bootleg CDR get your ass deceased
We don′t cry when they die we just swept the streets
Bloodshed, I see the barren land
While we cramped in the slums with some dope in our hands
In my own mind I heard the voice of the streets
And it was based on my life and the murderous heat
Prison bound without a doubt
I'm on an endless path, get your bitch ass shanked
I′mma close this chapter tonight my friends
Gonna count all my bullets and all my ends
Gonna scratch you off my list if your ass is dead
And if the widow wanna skeez she could give me some head
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma stop all the games and lay 'em dead
I'mma knock you out the box with a deadly rhyme
And break these vatos off for the final time
Amplified, I′m what the streets kept alive
While you were doing chores homey I was plotting scores
My appearance, I′m the last of my breed
Motherfuckers tend to judge me for my evil deeds
I'm an addict and I just about had it
So I blow out your axle on the 10 west freeway
Backbone, it′s like some concrete stone
Galloping on a horse just for murder and war
Saw it coming, they call it blasphemy
Cause they ladies wanna fuck, they wanna blast at me
You get blinded by these infra-red beams
I flood the coke route like it's never been seen
Campaign, cannabis and ′caine
We communicate in code, it's a drop of rain
It′s curtains for the average foe
Capital C-O-N, you know the rest homeboy
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
Gonna count all my bullets and all my ends
Gonna scratch you off my list if your ass is dead
And if the widow wanna skeez she could give me some head
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma stop all the games and lay ′em dead
I'mma knock you out the box with a deadly rhyme
And break these vatos off for the final time
Demonical, they say my beats are astrological
And everything I spit becomes a fucking chronicle
Morbid conditions be a riddle itself
Lacerating thoughts, tribulation and wealth
Speculations, you wanna duel through TECs
Concealed in the clouds cause the yesca be dense
Sacrilegious, low down Conejo stay vicious
Mentally I′m suffering from these multiple visions
Introspection, melancholy at first
The misery came next and it was diluted by dope
Disentangled, socked up and strangled
50 Feet above several bodies just dangle
Mysterious, homey dark and cryptic
Counteracting on these vatos homey swift and wicked
Unprecedented, I'm filled with torment
I strive to survive, suffer peril and forage
Afflicted by this hellish place
Infamous for murder find your way out the maze
Withstand, accept the intricate terror
Hidden in my mind the agony is sublime
Dictating, don′t mean to threaten your life
I wanna end your life with this Rambo knife
I ain't playing, we could clash right now
Pay attention little homey, it′s about to kill 'em now
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
Gonna count all my bullets and all my ends
Gonna scratch you off my list if your ass is dead
And if the widow wanna skeez she could give me some head
I′mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma stop all the games and lay 'em dead
I′mma knock you out the box with a deadly rhyme
And break these vatos off for the final time
You defeat me
You must be joking
You must fear everything and everybody
Fuck Prop 21
Got all the little homeys skipping
While I'm sending ′em straight to the joint
It's time to break out, it′s time to whip it homey
It's time to free your mind
Serio
Come on now
I keep 'em heavily sedated
I′mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma count all my bullets and all my ends
Salud Vato Peria
Conejo
Fallen Angel
That's right
Crumbs of crack, grams of tar
Got the homie smack back
Check it out Ernie G
Let's drown these vatos in the Pacific Ocean big dog
I′mma keep 'em heavily sedated
That's right check it out
I′m like a box of grenades but you adapt to mines
Damn ma, I really dig them eyes
Cause you could look beyond the wounds and scars
So I could focus on the beat cause my money′s in bars
Battle stations, broke rules I done made it
You get booked 20 times if the rhyme duplicated
Curtains, my demise ain't silent
I annihilate these wimps and the price be violent
Bootleg CDR get your ass deceased
We don′t cry when they die we just swept the streets
Bloodshed, I see the barren land
While we cramped in the slums with some dope in our hands
In my own mind I heard the voice of the streets
And it was based on my life and the murderous heat
Prison bound without a doubt
I'm on an endless path, get your bitch ass shanked
I′mma close this chapter tonight my friends
Gonna count all my bullets and all my ends
Gonna scratch you off my list if your ass is dead
And if the widow wanna skeez she could give me some head
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma stop all the games and lay 'em dead
I'mma knock you out the box with a deadly rhyme
And break these vatos off for the final time
Amplified, I′m what the streets kept alive
While you were doing chores homey I was plotting scores
My appearance, I′m the last of my breed
Motherfuckers tend to judge me for my evil deeds
I'm an addict and I just about had it
So I blow out your axle on the 10 west freeway
Backbone, it′s like some concrete stone
Galloping on a horse just for murder and war
Saw it coming, they call it blasphemy
Cause they ladies wanna fuck, they wanna blast at me
You get blinded by these infra-red beams
I flood the coke route like it's never been seen
Campaign, cannabis and ′caine
We communicate in code, it's a drop of rain
It′s curtains for the average foe
Capital C-O-N, you know the rest homeboy
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
Gonna count all my bullets and all my ends
Gonna scratch you off my list if your ass is dead
And if the widow wanna skeez she could give me some head
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma stop all the games and lay ′em dead
I'mma knock you out the box with a deadly rhyme
And break these vatos off for the final time
Demonical, they say my beats are astrological
And everything I spit becomes a fucking chronicle
Morbid conditions be a riddle itself
Lacerating thoughts, tribulation and wealth
Speculations, you wanna duel through TECs
Concealed in the clouds cause the yesca be dense
Sacrilegious, low down Conejo stay vicious
Mentally I′m suffering from these multiple visions
Introspection, melancholy at first
The misery came next and it was diluted by dope
Disentangled, socked up and strangled
50 Feet above several bodies just dangle
Mysterious, homey dark and cryptic
Counteracting on these vatos homey swift and wicked
Unprecedented, I'm filled with torment
I strive to survive, suffer peril and forage
Afflicted by this hellish place
Infamous for murder find your way out the maze
Withstand, accept the intricate terror
Hidden in my mind the agony is sublime
Dictating, don′t mean to threaten your life
I wanna end your life with this Rambo knife
I ain't playing, we could clash right now
Pay attention little homey, it′s about to kill 'em now
I'mma close this chapter tonight my friends
Gonna count all my bullets and all my ends
Gonna scratch you off my list if your ass is dead
And if the widow wanna skeez she could give me some head
I′mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma stop all the games and lay 'em dead
I′mma knock you out the box with a deadly rhyme
And break these vatos off for the final time
You defeat me
You must be joking
You must fear everything and everybody
Fuck Prop 21
Got all the little homeys skipping
While I'm sending ′em straight to the joint
It's time to break out, it′s time to whip it homey
It's time to free your mind
Serio
Come on now
I keep 'em heavily sedated
I′mma close this chapter tonight my friends
I′mma count all my bullets and all my ends
Salud Vato Peria
Conejo
Fallen Angel
That's right
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