Call Me The Warlord Lyrics

Conejo Call Me The Warlord

[Conejo]
Do we got guns foo you're scared of us
I was doing that cus the shit was ah must
Trust no slut they f..cking enemies
Believe what you want, pursue your seed
They talk tough, nomas son palabras
I get busy foo my session macabra
No me abran, and I'm kicking it in
The muthufucken door and your weak ass chain
Metaphors, on top of metaphors
Something go on that's what the metaphor
I ain't ah fan, none of your work
Ese say something slick and I'm doing my dirt
That mean in traffic, I will catch you
Put my fingers on the trigger bullets coming at you
And clean, voy aser mi jale
Not very much lo que tu vida vale

Call me the warlord, in the street
Because I go to war with the f..cken beat
You beat me, yo no pienso que puedas
I mug you on the spot, right there te quedas
Cuando yegas, al cementerio
I'll be there that night como un misterio
To enslave you, your soul is mine
Now you do as I say ain't no asking why

[Venom]
Let me get to work vatos gon' get hurt
F..cking with the gates foo you like to flirt
With destruction, for the repercussion
Direct attack, when I start to busting
Open they gon' gush and they ooze in your body
Then ride homie, your gonna mind somebody
Primero alvertido, cae mal erido
(2 shots) fue el ruido que te dejo tendido
Festibural but cuando, eras conocido
Radiante, como un diamante
Ahora corres sangre un compas es un batante
Espacio, remodelando el panteon
Tu corona es tu decoracion
En breves sete va caer el canton
The day you came and left again your mom feels the
pain
Giving birth, now your under the dirt

Call me the warlord, in the street
Because I go to war with the f..cken beat
You beat me, yo no pienso que puedas
I mug you on the spot, right there te quedas
Cuando yegas, al cementerio
I'll be there that night como un misterio
To enslave you, your soul is mine
Now you do as I say ain't no asking why

[Conejo]
They wanna sent me to hell, but I've been there
Many times before, so I don't care
You unaware, that this ain't rap
This is washing money, coming from the track
On some Don shit, Corleone
But I'm Mexicano from the varrio homeboy
Young trucos, and his cup is there
Ese killing muthufuckers coming for the throne
That's game, I put 6 in your frame
Ese every case given ain't no one the same
Terrain, off camera
Homie 2 4 7 Rabbs damage ya
Behind lines, where the power's deep
All it takes is one call for the circle to meet
They roam blocks, in search of cash
But if they get dope, then dope is cash

Call me the warlord, in the street
Because I go to war with the f..cken beat
You beat me, yo no pienso que puedas
I mug you on the spot, right there te quedas
Cuando yegas, al cementerio
I'll be there that night como un misterio
To enslave you, your soul is mine
Now you do as I say ain't no asking why