Prison or Exile - Conejo

Prison or Exile - Conejo

Год
2012
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
203960

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Prison or Exile

Conejo

What are my options, death prison or exile

Well I guess my path’s been chosen, exile

Like the first emperor of France, Napoleon

Listen

What would you do

If you was in my shoes

One day woke up

Seen your face on the news

I had to jet, and get away from there

Till I get with a lawyer, and we prepare

7 50 a week, is what they get for telling

Crime don’t pay so we in for selling

Who the felon

Is it them or us

We consume all their drugs

And manufacture the guns

It’s all a prison, just without the bars

This the type of world that GPS your car

We getting tar, from the middle east

We trying to feed ourself, in these dirty streets

Damn, more shots just rang

And I ain’t seen shit killers wore a mask

The task force, it’s like a band of jackals

Homie looking for the shadows

Always trying to track you

Prison or exile, it’s either one or the other

Life in ah cell or life of hell

Prison or exile, how much time will I do

Before I snap get a shank

And started attacking you too

Prison or exile, had 'em feeling the crowd

It’s like a fucker stood out

And started yelling it loud

Prison or exile, it’s better off that I’m dead

Commit suicide or get killed by a fed

I got holes in my shoes

From all the running

I take me a toke

Then it’s back to running

Extradition, is a big ass word

Till a few years back I ain’t never heard

They should leave me alone

What they want me for

Is my bid in the mix before them wall street whores

They want the weak one’s out and the strong one’s in

They trying to get a bigger budget

To build more pens

So they make up a lie, say we all cater

We trafficking dope so why the fuck they hate us

Cus the color, of my skin

Ese we deep in the states, we Mexican

A hundred percent, and we still growing

Cus we don’t give ah fuck, if it’s snowing

We just get there, and we multiply

So fuck Katt Williams muthufucker could die

Exile, it’s like a form of prison

And I still remember the night of my departure

It’s like I’m isolating myself, from my own world

I ain’t got no other option

Prison or exile, prison or exile

Prison or exile, prison or exile

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