Can You Relate - Conejo

They Ran Him Over

He In A Body Cast

He’ll Plan His Revenge

When The Wounds Have Pasted

Don’t Ask (Why?)

Cause I Won’t Tell You His Name

He Was Brought Up In The Hood

That Cause So Much Pain (HPS)

And I Remember The Day

Outside My School

He Was Posted With A Heat

His Enemies Were Fooled

They Came Closer

Till They Seen There Death

Then He Chased Em Through The Alley

No What Happened Next?

A Living Legend

Along With Many Others

Homie Was A Fool

Just Like His Brother

The Bitches Loved Em

He Had Original Swagger

Though He Wanted In The Streets

For Many Cadavers

Drug Game

Homie Supplied The Gang

With His Child Hood Connection

Of Them White Square Things

He’s On The Run

They Wanna Bring Him In

They Want The Good Muthafuckers

All Locked In The Pen

Can You Relate

To The Shit I Spit

It’s A Everyday Occurance

In The Place I Live

We Live In Sin

The Rich Want Us In

And The Next Thing You No

We All Locked In The Pen

Can You Relate

To The Shit I Spit

It’s A Everyday Occurance

In The Place I Live

We Live In Sin

The Rich Want Us In

And The Next Thing You No

We All Locked In The Pen

He Beat A Murder

When He Was Just A Teen

He Was Dropping Muthafuckers

Like That U.F.C

But He Was Righteous

But At The Same Time Vicious

When It Came To The Barrio

He Was Making Desicions

This A Story

About A Fucken Gangster

From A City Under Seige

That Gave Birth To Disaster

Out To Blast You

Was The Fucken Modo

Ese Sort Of Like A Leader

Cause The Rest Would Follow

He Made Money

And Put Us All In The Game

When Him And His Dog

Starting Flooding With Caine

The Cases Came

Ese All Got Beat

And Before The Next Raid

He Was Back On The Street

With His Fleet

Of West Side Riders

Ese Felons Out Selling

Pack Of Ruthless Survivors

They Brung Him In

He Wanna See His Lawyer

Fuck A Bitch Ass Cop

This Ain’t Law And Order

Can You Relate

To The Shit I Spit

It’s A Everyday Occurance

In The Place I Live

We Live In Sin

The Rich Want Us In

And The Next Thing You No

We All Locked In The Pen

Can You Relate

To The Shit I Spit

It’s A Everyday Occurance

In The Place I Live

We Live In Sin

The Rich Want Us In

And The Next Thing You No

We All Locked In The Pen

I Was At The Trial

When They Sentenced Him

The Homeboy Stood Up

And Gave A Gangster Grin

They Gave Em Life

At Fucken C.C.B

His 2nd Murder Case

This Was A Pending Beef

Somebody Please

And Other Songs That Remind Me

Of How It Really Feel

When You Lost In The County

The Homie Gone

Will I See Me Don’t Know

Cause He Sit Up In A Cell

Up A Quentin Death Row

While The Other

Is On A Another Yard

Ese Lifes Tribulations

Make The Scene So Hard

But Everywhere He Went

They Had Respect

For Him And His Past

And His Intellect

Nostalgia Hits

And I Envision His Wagon

Ese Parked On Estrella

Where Them Eagles Were Hanging

Drop A Letter

Ese From Time To Time

To Reminise On Those Times

Through These Fucken Rimes

Can You Relate

To The Shit I Spit

It’s A Everyday Occurance

In The Place I Live

We Live In Sin

The Rich Want Us In

And The Next Thing You No

We All Locked In The Pen

Can You Relate

To The Shit I Spit

Its A Everyday Occurance

In The Place I Live

We Live In Sin

The Rich Want Us In

And The Next Thing You No

We All Locked In The Pen

Scene From American Me