LYRICS Conejo - I'm Nothing Without You

Verse 1:

I Was A Youngsta

When The Gypsy Women Told Me

About The Honeys In My Life

And How Tightly They Would Hold Me

I Didn't Believe Her

Puppy Love Back Then

With This Spooky Little Girl

From Around The Way

The Shit Was Fucked Up

Cuz The Homies Want To Fuck Her

There's A War Going On

Ducking Bullets Muthafucka

And Maybe I'm Tripping

And Its All In My Head

Stabbed Me In The Back

When She Should Have Shot Me Dead

Now I'm Drinking

Trying To Drown Myself In Sorrow

Empty Out The Bottle

Then The Cocaine Would Follow

The Substance Got Me Wired

Like A Murder For Higher

I'm Acting Like A Buyer

Just To Jack The Supplier

I'm Living Suicidal

Death Was Passing Me By

And I Just Want To See It

With My Own 2 Eyes

There She Was

And It Was True

I Should Have Killed You Both

But I'd Be Sad Without You

Chorus:

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

Nothing Without You

Nothing Without You

Verse 2:

I Was Remembering

What The Gypsy Women Said

That There Be Another Cutie

With The Long Black Hair

I Had Issues

And I Needed Escape

We Was In The Same Position

So We Staid Up Late

We Talk For Hours

And It Felt So Right

Especially When We Fucked

For The Very First Time

It Was Different

But Why'd It Have To Be So Distant

I Was Sitting Up In Prison

I Could Say I Really Missed It

Man Ma You Ain't Changed A Bit

And You Said You'd Be Around

When My Time Was Finished

I Parole Baby

And You Took Me Home

I Was There By Your Side

I Never Left You Alone

Never

So Damn Babe

Why'd You Have To Leave Me Now

When You're The Only Friend

That I Know Of Now

I'm Feeling Evil

For What It Did To Us

Cuz Even Though We Parted Ways

We Experienced The Love

Chorus:

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

Nothing Without You

Nothing Without You

Verse 3:

Now I Find Myself

Amongst All These Wicked Women

Me And Buggs

Its Like The Fucking Unforgiving

They So Cold

That's Why My Heart So Cold

So When You Look Into My Eyes

You See The Shit Just Froze

I See Her In My Mind

But Where The Fuck She At?

Cuz If She Only Knew

That I Was Down Like That

She Be With It

She Be Like Daddy Just Hit It

Out The Corner Of My Eye

Baby Strolling Right By

It Was Clear

Cuz She Come Over From College

She Ain't Talk About School

Cuz The Streets My Knowledge

A Bit Younger

She Caught Me Checking Her Ass

Counting My Money

Distributing That Glass

Just Come Back Girl

I Made Her Leave Her Man

He Ain't Nothing Without You

His From The Rival Gang

I'll Fucking Smoke Em

If The Punk Wanna Play

Ese Conejo Don't Play

Mija Just Come My Way

Chorus:

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

I'm Nothing Without You

Nothing Without You

Nothing Without You

LYRICS Conejo - The Sur Is One Blood

theres a war,

with the bloods and crips,

it get racial in the streets

im a let off a clip

cause this is for the brown ( pride )

R - A - Z - A

im a show you muthafuckers

how them dodgers play

cause im a rep L.A.

im a rep O.C.

im a rep 805

im a rep S.D.

ese im a keep it g

and smash all them flee's

catch a case in the process

but im known to flee

CHI - TOWN - N.Y.

know them trucks is loaded

ese open up the stash

and slowly unload it

then pack up the cash

in my bitches lexus

do it 20 times over

this a straight out message

you fuck with me

i'll put a hit on your ass

i'll pay 5 of your boys

from your hood to blast

then smoke em

and get my money back

ese flip with my stacks

ese all in the trap

cause im from HARPYS !

by the rolling 20's ( nhb )

muthafuckers know whats up

with that dead end money

and harlem 30's

get burried on denker

cause the big H gang

run shit in the sector

old western

old english and blocks

ese decorate the hood ( 27st )

at the hangout spots

sling rocks boy

like im slinging ink

ese fuck high cowards

and them soilders in pink

ese muthafuckers shrink

like some 501's

when they hear C - O - N

drove up with guns

i toke a ton ( AZ )

and then i smoke some more

capone e's 2 sisters

became my whores

the H ran a train

then shot them back

with them hairy ass cunts

armpits and backs

on tour

up in every hood ( southern california )

cause when i spit that g

vatos no whats hood

so then i roll through L.A.

and this is what i see

ese territorys deep

full of WEST SIDE g's

with a on going beef

that bring death to the street

wanted dead or alive

whole car got heat ( west side car )

EAST SIDERS

WHITE FENCE and FLATS ( primera & cuatro )

ese EAST L.A. TRECE

V.N.E. got straps

it's like that fool

you cant fuck with that !

cause the gangs in my city

put a whole in your back

TOONERVILLE - FROGTOWN

and the AVENUES

43's and the c's

what you gonna do ?

you better run lil punk

or bust that gun

muthafucker hesitate

and his ass is done

POMONA 12 and BASSET

EMF and PUENTE

AZUZA and LOMAS

in the streets it get hectict

ese NORWALK and CHIVAS

and them PICO VIEJO's

i said the real o.g.'s

know whats up with CONEJO

i stay smashing dog

through them southside blocks

ERNIE G in the cut

4 - 5 in the truck

i gives a fuck

i know you know whats up

with FLORENCE - 38

and all them barrio's in WATTS

COMPTOM VARRIO 7 - O's

LA TRES and FLATS ( cv tortila flats )

RSP and the WILMAS

always been on the map

always been in the trap

slanging that crack

ese cooking the meth

ese cutting the black ( heroin )

them PACOIMA's and BLYTHE

them SAN FER - CANOGA's

them 818 gangs

put your ass in a comma

they rock it all up

and spit a zone at a time

ese ghetto millionares

from just nickels and dimes

F TROOP - DEL HIGH

from the orange county

VERDUGO i.e.

BARRIO LOGAN s.d.

gang wars

you could die from one

but when we in the system

the SUR is one blood !

to all the barrios i didnt mention, stay the fuck up !

the gangs of l.a. will never die.

LYRICS Conejo - California My Way

Gang affiliation, it's a gang retaliation

Case out the joint, then spray the location

Cuz what they don't know, that I refuse to disengage

Conejo meditating, elaborate the phase

Housing eviction, as long as my addiction

Gots to slow down, I'm having homicidal visions

Me and Gato got the clave

Choose your poison, then meet me in the calle

Sniper attacks, then comes the instinct

When crooked juras roam my district

I detonate the verse like a deadly curse

Go down in the books, with LA's most (wanted)

[Chorus 2x]

California my way, ese my way

Watch your back, in California

California my way, ese my way

En las calles, California

That's right

That's the way it's going down

Homey can't you tell how many times I been to jail

More than enough, from the tower you get snuffed

And while I'm out, they don't make it

Their minds couldn't take it

Vatos breaking down like it was premeditated

Strolling down the calle, enemigas jam me up

Seen the taca on my neck, then they start to disrespect (where you from ese)

It's like David and Goliath, I set off a riot

Ese want to test me, loco don't even try it (don't even try it)

Dialated eyes, I become a lethal weapon

Involving doors, behind bars fighting wars

Unexplained, in my digital domain

Conejo don't forget, I'm no joke slash no game

[Chorus 2x]

Yo controlo

Adjust it out homey

No condolence ese

See the county bus on the way to the condado

Crossed my mind, in the celda doing time

I shoot this kite, and send it down your way

Gangster dedication, subliminal display

Behind the wall, parolee at the gate

Gotta watch my back, no room for mistakes

Cuz when the dust settles nearly everyone is gone

Reach for your stash, everything went wrong

My way

[Chorus 2x]

LYRICS Conejo - Dark Laboratory

Tonight I declare personal war on all you motherfuckers

In my dark laboratory, awaiting sequels

I install fucking bullets in my stealth maneuver

Sophisticated weaponary and map navigation

My regiment slaughters and murders at random

Killing fields that were ravaged by conflict

High power destination get yourself assasinated

Homie serio I let the dope combine

While these bitch ass vatos try and block my shine

Hey gato, drag this punk to the alley

Throw him in the garbage can and set his ass on fire

He's bleeding all over the motherfucking carpet

Hey Bugsy go bury these guns and dump this car by the airport

Meet me back at the studio at 11:35

Haha, check it out homie homie

I came to put it down for my barrio and your barrio

That's right, that's all I gotta say

I got your issue homie

The streets ain't no motherfucking joke ese

Conejo, I'm a fallen angel

In my dark laboratory

LYRICS Conejo - City Of Angels

In the City of Angels

Ain't no motherfucking joke

Watch your back ese

That's right

I'll take your feria and your fucking puta

(Gimme that bitch)

That's the way it's going down

Simon, simon ese, yo ese Conejo de la calle vainte cinco

del varrio mas chingon,ese que ay aqui (West Coast locos)

In the wicked part of Los (West Coast)

And if you don't believe me, just ask the enemigos

¿Que caen? al parque ese, looking for some shit

Tryin to kill the homeboys from the Tiny Locos Clique

Spraying on the snitches, cuz that's the way it goes

They rattle up tecote, on everyone they know

And now it's time to ride, and now it's time to die

Nine automatics sitting on my side

So let me just grab a couple extra clips

Blast this vato, then scratch him off my list

When others take revenge, while they make there movida

Shot calling in las calles, they breaking up gorsida

How you expect to fly when your wings got clipped

How you expect to kill when you hold no steel

Vatos know the real, all the blood gets spilled

Bitches for the thrill, enemigas get the chills

Talking about a place where there is no angle

Choose your poison where there is no agle

In the City of Angels there ain't no angels

Puro vato loco, crazy gang-bangers

In the City of Angels there ain't no angels

Puro vato loco

Damn, another bang bang, killed your homeboy

Now isn't it a shame, that's what my pero said

And one of his jams, all bitches rattle but you didn't understand

So I'm break it down, ese I'ma put it down

Conejo rolled up, now it's looking like a ghost town

Where you at? I thought you had control

Fucking with the hache, loco now you gotsta go misunderstood

Up in Hotel California with two wicked broads

Homey burning like infernos on the serio

Ese gotsta get this issue, and walk away like nada

And not even miss you, I don't trip

I'll catch you on the rebound, I'll see you in the barrio

And then we could get down, down and dirty

That's the only way, I automade her body, with digital delay

I waste no time, I get up and I go

Cuz no one really knows what this broad could hold

She could set me up ese, for the right price

Depends on her addiction, the streets ain't nothing nice

In the City of Angels there ain't no angels

Puro vato loco, crazy gang-bangers

In the City of Angels there ain't no angels

Puro vato loco, crazy gang-bangers

In the City of Angels there ain't no angels

Puro vato loco, crazy gang-bangers

In the City of Angels there ain't no angels

Puro vato loco

Puro vato loco, that's right ese

Check it out

First I claim my city, puro Los Angeles

You know holmes, that's where the gangas is

First I claim my city, puro Los Angeles

You know holmes, that's where the gangas is

That's where the gangas at loco

25th and Hoover, Hillpoint Gang

California My Way, Tiny Locos

First I claim my city, puro Los Angeles

You know holmes, that's where the gangas is

First I claim my city, puro Los Angeles

You know holmes, that's where the gangas is

Watch your back when you come to my barrio

Soy Conejo

LYRICS Conejo - Carnival Of Souls

Newspaper clippings

a jailhouse sticking

slutty ass bitches

on the corner tricking

and im stuck

In spiral of violence

gang habbits / re-enforced

by the prison silence

making profits

they wanna us back in jail

on arms violations

and narcotic sales

Its kill or be killed

I polish the steal

Indipendent right ow

fuck signing a deal

cause im C.E.O.

of that notorious label

so anything I drop

Is ganraunteed to be fatal

like a chinese made

AK47

friday night frontline

smoking vatos thats telling

so hurry - hurry

step right up

to the greatest show

on the fucken block

from the gang capitol

where everyones a dealer

and the mayor of the city

want me sent up the river

chorus / hook 8 bars

You at the carnival of souls

were they flow so cold

ese G muthafuckers

got the dope game sowed

they carry out the shootings

aint you seen the report

suspect awoled

out the criminal courts

and now he on the streets

with the hardest beats

his boy got his back

just in case there was heat

retaliation

on a fucken hater

Im at the carnival of souls

like an L.A. raider

verse two 16 bars

I spit fire

like a fucken dragon

the shits methaphoric

for the way im banging

my poison pen

removes you clown

hallow tip filled clips

homie raised in your town

out of towners wanna front

but L.A. will rob you

lowrider switch lanes

then nobody saw you

vatos got you

I heard they torture alot

then them suicidal thoughts

were followed by shots

mug shots

at southwest division

bullets from a sig.

on a walk by mission

they say I've risen

and that im 100 proof

I smoke trees with the g's

then I jump in the booth

then sentence you

to shots in the face

got some low key killers

creep low to your place

to haters looking

this how your life get tooken

Its the same muthafuckers

on the block dope pushing

chorus / hook 8 bars

You at the carnival of souls

were they flow so cold

ese G muthafuckers

got the dope game sowed

they carry out the shootings

aint you seen the report

suspect awoled

out the criminal courts

and now he on the streets

with the hardest beats

his boy got his back

just in case there was heat

retaliation

on a fucken hater

Im at the carnival of souls

like an L.A. raider

verse three 16 bars

I get these rocks off

like a 100 grams

expanding my chips

and arming my gang

G'rabb corleone

ese hold the throne

ese married to the block

and thats for better or worst

Im your worst nightmare

you wake up and you scream

In a puddle of blood

like the devils been seen

paranoia

I rolled in like the fog

ese loaded off the drugs

Im underworld don

I got this

I'll the tear the bitch out the frame

then a LP delivered

to the rest of the game

I get doe holmes

and my guns is barking

my pit named osama

through the block im walking

known fact

that my rap sheet long

violent crimes / flipping bricks

whipping yey and its on

this home

of the chrome to your dome

muthafucker stay vested

gucci store on the phone

chorus / hook 8 bars

You at the carnival of souls

were they flow so cold

ese G muthafuckers

got the dope game sowed

they carry out the shootings

aint you seen the report

suspect awoled

out the criminal courts

and now he on the streets

with the hardest beats

his boy got his back

just in case there was heat

retaliation

on a fucken hater

Im at the carnival of souls

like an L.A. raider

LYRICS Conejo - It All Comes Back Pt. 2

MI HISTORIA EMPIEZA

EN MI BARRIO CHINGON

I HEARD THERE WAS A PARTY

AT MY HOMEBOYS CANTON

AND EVERYONE WAS GOING

AND EVERYONE WAS THERE

THE PARTY WAS SLIPPING

AND NO ONE REALLY CARED

BUT THE PUTAS ROLLED UP

AND THE PUTAS ROLLED UP

FROM ALL THE FUCKEN PRIMOS

ESE I WAS FUCKED UP

2 RANFLAS APPROACHED

ESE GOING SLOW

EVERYONE DROPPED

WHEN THEM VATOS UNLOADED

3 MEN HAD WENT DOWN

AND ONE DIDNT MAKE IT

SO ALL THEM FUCKEN BARRIOS

ESE WOULD REGRET IT

NOW MY BARRIOS UNITED

MY BARRIO WAS TIGHT

AND ALL MY FUCKEN HOMEBOYS

WAS READY FOR THE FIGHT

MISSION ONE MISSION TWO

ESE ACOMPLISHED

AND NO FUCKEN JURAS

ESE COULD STOP THIS

SOMETIMES IT SEEMED

LIKIE THE WAR WOULD NEVER END

BUT THE GUERRA WENT ON

AGAIN AND AGAIN

HIT EVERY BARRIO

FROM THE WEST TO THE EAST

DOING IT FOR MY HOMEBOYS

THATS RESTING IN PIECE

THE STREETS WASNT SAFE

LOCO DAY OR NIGHT

BUT THIS FUCKEN NIGHT

SOMETHING WAS'NT RIGHT

THE DEVIL WAS LOOSE

I COULD FEEL HIM NEAR

I WAS YOUNG IN THE CALLES

I AINT HAD NO FEAR

THE JURA WAS HOT

ESE EVERYWHERE I GO

THE JURA WAS OUT

ESE FUCKING WITH SURENOS

FLASHED HIS LIGHTS

AS THE HOMEBOY CAME

THE HOMEBOY GOT SHOT

BUT HE DIDNT EXPLAIN

WE GOT TO THE PLACE

WHERE THE HOMEBOY WAS

AND I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE BARRIOS

AND VATOS THAT HATE US

COULD TELL BY THERE FACES

THE HOMEBOYS WOULD SUFFER

AND AFTER THIS PEDO

THE TIMES WOULD GET RUFFER

THE HOMEBOY WAS GONE

AND IT MADE THE BARRIO MAD

ITS ALL FUCKED UP

WHEN IT ALL COMES BACK

hook / chorus 8 bars

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

verse two 24 bars

NOW VATOS COMING DOWN

THAT I NEVER EVER SEEN

IM WALKING AROUND

ESE LOOKING AT THE HOMEBOYS

FOUND OUT FOR MYSELF

THAT SUR IS FOR NO JUEGOS

CAUSE EVERY FUCKEN BARRIO

GOT SOME CRAZY RECUERDOS

NOW EVERYTHING IS SAID

NOW EVERYTHING IS DONE

ITS TIME TO MAKE A MOVE

ITS TIME TO GET THE GUNS

THE TINYS DID THERE SHARE

THE CHICOS DID THERE PART

I KNEW IT BE THIS WAY

FROM THE FUCKEN START

SO WHO IS THE BARRIO

THAT DID ALL THE DAMAGE

TO ALL THE ENEMIGAS

IN THE CITY OF LOS ANGELES

IT MUST BE US

CAUSE IT CANT BE THEM

ESE WIPED OUT YOUR BARRIO

LIKE A FUCKEN HURRICANE

SITTING IN THE LAC

AS I RODE WITH MY GANG

LIKE I TRUST NO BITCH

ESE I TRUST NO MAN

AND SOMETHING IN MY MIND

WOULD PUT ME THREW THE TEST

AND IT WOULD'NT LET ME DOWN

AS LONG AS I WAS DOWN

MAYBE BECAUSE

SOMEDAY IM GONNA DIE

WANNA GO LIKE A SOILDER

ESE WHEN I DIE

SO PONLE PUES

LOCO LETS GO

WE GOTTA SHOW THEM PUTOS

QUE MI BARRIO NO'S UN JUEGO

ESE I KILLED THEM

I SPRAYED THEM G'S

ESE BRUNG THE ENEMYS

TO THERE FUCKEN KNEES

Y MI HISTORIA SE ACABA

CON ESTAS PALABRAS

ESE WATCH YOUR BACK

CAUSE IT ALL COMES BACK

hook / chorus 8 bars

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

WHEN BAD THINGS HAPPEN

IT ALL COMES BACK

LYRICS Conejo - Conejo

Sun down, and the months of bottom

He's a homey from my barrio, I knew everything about him

he had corra plus he alway knew the hora

His own little reasons why his barrio controla

Mi respecto for this firme camarada

Down for the cause que nunca se acabada

Los Angeles, la area dos trece

Enemigas get shot up and everyday is a lesson

Well little did he know of what was to come

Unaware he was destined to get shot with a gun

Consequences for roaming in the streets

And Russian Roulette when you want to play for keeps

Is it really how they say cuz it happens all the time

At the wrong place, ese at the wrong time

That's how it's going down, the times have changed

No one knew who did it and the reason wasn't strange

[Chorus]

Conejo you better watch your back

Cuz these vatos out to get you and stab you in the back

On the serio, ese can't even sleep

Cuz before I really knew it I was in too deep

I see life but time's running out

I summon the demons but only I can see them

My assistants in the journey I must take

Expect the unexpected is what I await

Then I teleport myself like a thought from my head

Into his mind to find out what happened

My diabolic status ese lead me to the killer

He seen my homeboy slipping so he had to pull the trigger

This vato used gloves, this vato used a mask

He shot him in the chest, no one heard the blast

Then back to his barrio, a jale well done

Got rid of his ropa and buried his gun

I got to escape, my time is also running out

Me tengo que pelar, homeboy a cedar

So perro, you know me better than that

I'm a straight malion and the hache's where it's at

[Chorus]

I embark on the voyage I must take

I put on my armor, ese fortify the base

And in case I weren't to come back

venenoso peligroso, automatic with attack

He knows that I'm coming, he knows who I am

From the murders of his homies other times in the past

Mentally I was ready for the ride

And ready for destruction ese high in the sky

Like a vulture, ese my Aztec culture

My devilish attempts to impose some torture

My instrument of death, I show no remorse

I got out the car and entered with force

I was quicker on the draw, this vato has to pay

In between the eyes and inbetween the legs

My mission's accomplished, the vato got taxed

Enemigas out to get me, until then I relax

[Chorus]

LYRICS Conejo - Fallen Angel

[Reporter]

And he faces the death penalty

His attorneys say they can't comment on the defense before the trial

Which is perhaps a year away

But then they with undoubtable ask the jury to consider the boy behind the man

Retarded, reclusive, and victimized

Before they make their final decision for life, or for death

[Man]

Give him the death penalty

And call me when they're ready cuz I will be there

[Chorus]

I'm a fallen angel, from the skies I've fallen

All the sins that I've commited so that I could be balling

Making feria so that my status be known

All the broads in the ghetto want to take me home

I'm a fallen angel, from the skies I've fallen

I came out the joint and the drogas were calling

Making feria so I could buy more guns

Lord please forgive me for the damage I've done

In a black Monte Carlo from Bristal to the Canyon

Tu sabes, I got this lowride dragging

All through the calles, the barrio's getting deeper

Conejo rolls tough, automatic street sweeper

Sound system, the motherfucker bumps

Ese hit switches on hydraulic pumps

You better duck, everyone spits metal

Ese fire back, you get hit primero

Bald head and ganga tacas all across my body

Little homey, big homey get shot at the party

They never had a chance, they were dead on arrival

My jefa always tells me that I'm living suicidal

Fuck that, I gotta get my issue

Rock bottom to the top, fuck a snitch and the cops

Low and slow, it gets critical

Cuz vatos that wanna rob me wanna die, let's go

[Chorus]

Twenty inch rims on this grey GMC

Got a bad ass bitch trying to get at me

Cuz I told her I would fuck her at the homeboy's volo

In an evil six three, homey hit that corner

Keep an eye out, make sure it ain't funny

Youngster on the Schwin said these vatos were coming

So I grab the signal forty, my Smith and Wessum

Some high powered shit for the street these days

Sabor a mi is what she came for

Cuz mija wanted pedo with this fucking jugador

I did my jale on a stormy night

On a Thursday night when I flew in from Texas

I shot to the pad in a poor white glass house

Got a page from some broads saying "Conejo, what's up?"

I taxed the frame till I made her cum

Now every single weekend wants to fuck after the club

[Chorus]

There ain't no grave that holds my body down

So as long as I live I'll keep coming back like Jason

Chasing, the motherfucking dragon

Slaming, '64s and broads

Everybody got his own way, I got my own

Bitch ass vatos break in the panic zone

I thought that I told ya that I'm a soldier

Eternilty I'm locked, you get beat with a lock

And it's a fierce fucking battle that you await

And you can't penetrate the fucking gates

Elimination, ese beyond the street

Beyond the mystique of my fatal tecnique

And as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil, put a bullet through his chest

Understand me, I'm an angel that's fallen

Dope dealing killers is what we're all becoming

[Chorus]