Young Poet - Conejo

I Got So Many Songs Homie

I Just Wanna Record Em & Put Em Out

I Don’t Want Em To Go To Waste

You Feel Me?

A Young Poet

With A Troubled Mind

If You Afraid Lil Homie

Why You Begging To Die?

Face Your Fears

Cause Time Won’t Pause

It Is What It Is

And It Was What It Was

After Midnight

I Cross All Lines

Infrared Beam

Right Between Your Eyes

I’m In A Spotlight

A Brain Child With a Nine

Growing Up In The Jungle

Where You Had To Survive

The Weed Don’t Hit Me

Might Go Back To Slamming

Bob Marley In The Back

Talking About We Jamming

Drug Dealin' Gang Bangin'

Is All I Know

This Is For My Dogs

I’m A Kick A Flow

I’m Tired & Restless

Sleepless Nights

Take Flights Touch Down

Big City Lights

And What I Writes

Is To Give You Sight

To See How I Live

Every Day & Night

Your Hood Wanna Kill Me

Law Wants Me Too

I Need A Bad Ass Lawyer

So I Won’t Be Screwed

Thats How Its Viewed

In The Eyes Of This Country

Something’s Gotta Give

Before I’m Left With Nothing

I Find Myself

Still Here With

Analytical Reviews

On The Shit I Do

It Develop

The Game’s Been Subdued

I’m Under Pressure Writing Raps

With My Crooked Crew

I’m Just Trying To Make It

For The World To See

But If A Fail In The Process

I’ll Just Fuck With Keys

I’ll Mess With Meth

I Got Nothing Left

And I Ain’t Going Back

To Some Model Death

The Same Struggle Every State

That Was My Fate

In This Melting Pot

Of Unemployment Rates

They Soaring

While The Government Scoring

Sleeping On My People

But A Army Forming

The Brown On Brown Crime

Is What Keeps Us Down

Getting Shot In The Varrio

See A Surgical Gown

I Was Sound

So Far So Good

As Good As It Gets

I’m A Robin Hood

Its For My Parents

I Wanna Make Em Proud

In A Way I’m Feeling Bad

All The Shit They Allowed

I’m Under Pressure

In A Doja Cloud

Rap Game Coke Money

And Your System Loud

Secret Passage

These Are The Tunnels Of War

Historic Evil Figures

On The Highest Floor

Underscore

The Fucking Name

Cause Its Deep Within The Hood

Legacy Of Pain

When The End Draw Near

We’ll All Be Here

A Gangland Vet

Astronomical Years

Dark Dreams

Journals Of A Rider

In The Confines Of A Castle

Homie Smoking Some Fire

Come & Find Me

Thats An Endless Envision

I See In Full View

A Fatal Collision

With A Stranger

Lame You Ain’t Knowin'

I Body Muthafuckas

While Your Wife Be Blowing

No Coming Back

From These Wicked Places

I Hang Before The Souls

That Were Convicted Of Cases

A Sinister Kind

The Crew Hand A Winner

Behind A Smile

Like Notorious Killas