Highs And Lows Akkorde von
Conejo
Conejo

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Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
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I never fucked anybody over in my life,
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didn't have it coming to me, you got that?
All I have in this world
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is my balls and my word,
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and I don't break them for no one,
you understand?
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You hear that? Scarface
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Dose S .K. Mom
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The official command is in my hand
Estrella 21st on the corner
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I stand I'm gone, EJ 36 O's
When I'm solo on the track,
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you know that it goes
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Ghost man, got you captivated
Addicted to the lane that alone I created
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From Magnum Carter,
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the Magnum Opus
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From the depths of hell,
ain't lost no focus
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23rd in Cuba, pumping gas
In the front seat of chopper
in a black ski mask
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So look up, it's your through the lens
Boy active with the biz,
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he got 30 friends
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That's ringside, ringside,
to all of the murder
Homie killed them on the spot,
next to his burner
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The shards of meth are for you to serve
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Bout to run up in his tavern,
resurge this wound
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How's your nose?
How's your nose?
That's the mind state of
one who knows
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When supreme are at war,
it's to subdue the enemy
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Without even fighting
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If you test me, I let them go
Blow a hole in your back,
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now there he goes
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Boom, boom, yeah, decomposed
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Homie, I'm just spittin' facts
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about the highs and lows
Roll up in the Cutlass,
two hoes in the door
It's the white Cortez,
get out, spit on the floor
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It's nothin', this a gangster's life
There's no way to tell if
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I be killed tonight
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Cause I'm fit bad, and I'm thirty -nine
I'm two -seven, twenty -fifth on mine
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And I'm two -eight,
from the Westside H
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Hoist on G -Rams when I hit the stage
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Evasive, when they comin' at me
It's a bust out the window
of their hybrid caddy
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Laquilo, Salas, stay mov in', jale
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You a un dercover fed,
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what you talk in' bout, chale?
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Move it, come, it's an urban district
Muerto fino, in case you missed it
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I'm lawless, till the wheels fall off
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The sky filled with devil
when I'm takin' off
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High s and lows, highs and lows
That's the mind state of
one who knows
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Don't you know?
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Warfare's based on de ception
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If you test me, I'll let them go
Blow a hole in your back,
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now there he goes
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Bodo, yeah, decompose
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Homie, I'm just spitting facts
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about the highs and lows

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