Terrorism

[Conejo] Stop Lying You Ain't No Muthafucken Soldier I Drop A Bid On You & All Them Bitches This Is Tattoo Ink Authentic [Verse 1: Bugsy 2 Guns] Its The Jihad On Me Is The Struggle Realize Our Troubles And How They Came To Be They Got Freedom They Got Justice But None For Me We Terrorists Cast The Chain To Guantanamo Bay And This Terrorism Ain't Camouflaged In Religion Its Deeply Rooted In This Life We Livin' I'm Crack In The 80's 'Round The Time Hip Hop Changed Ready To Rock Like I Ain't Have No Money But Some Cocaine Stay Bout It Before Slaves To The Rhythm Deadly Like Diseases The Pilgrims Walked With Em Pillars Indigenous Lamb Blood Killed The Soil Destroy Anything Against The Cross And Those Loyal Comforted By Thee Illusion Of Peace They From Blood That Crucify The Prophet For What He Preached They Acknowledged Life Talk Death And Do For Self Our Words Were Labeled Physically Its The Only Way You Felt [Chorus 1: Conejo] I Said We Hail Terrorism Like A New Religion I-N-K From L.A Off Of Shrooms Get Visions Much Wisdom (Yes) That It Rained In Red Then I Stuck On A Pike The Fucken Enemies Head They Call Us Savage I Got A Built-In Cage Muthafucker Bust Out When He Feel That Rage Pressure Points (Yes) I Puff Tons Of Stress I Said We Hail Terrorism Ese From The West [Verse 2: Conejo] The 16's Fire Muthafuckers Will Retire My Esoteric Views Thee Occult Call Me Sire I’m The One That Got You Wired You Cocaine Buyer Evaporate A Witness From This Murder Trial Ese I’m The Root Of Evil The Dooms Day Sequel From The Ashes Of The Riots I Came Just To Greet You In A 300 M M-1 On Acid Thee Elite Alchemist Stretched Aimed And Blasted When I Come Up In The Spot Boy It's Guaranteed Baby's Mamas Wanna Fuck Ese This Real O.G And She A Washed Up Hoe Trying To Throw That P I’m A Young Ass Killer Gonna Traffic D So If You Get The Picture Then It's Plain To See You A Cold Muthafucker Ese Just Like Me You From The L.A.C You Better Bust That Gat And Show These Muthafuckers Where Them Dodgers At [Chorus 2: Conejo] I Said We Hail Terrorism Like A New Religion Psycho Realm From L.A Off Of Shrooms Get Visions Much Wisdom (Yes) That It Rained In Red Then I Stuck On A Pike The Fucken Enemies Head They Call Us Savage I Got A Built-In Cage Muthafucker Bust Out When He Feel That Rage Pressure Points (Yes) I Puff Tons Of Stress I Said We Hail Terrorism Ese From The West [Verse 3: Sick Jacken] Kilos Come Through Mexico D.E.A. Can't Catch The Flow Either Cause They In On it Or Maybe They Just Lack Control I Don't Care And I Don't Know I Just Keep On Packing Bowls Take A Sack In Through The Nose When I Put Cocaine In Rows Pockets Swoll Profit Doe We Know How To Market Blow Sprinkle It And Wait For Calling Primo When You Spark The Dro Keep On The Look Out For 5-O Homie Meet Me On The Low They Got Info On You From One Of These Snitches Let Em Know Kill Or Be Killed Rats Will Squeal Get Caps Peeled By Straps Is Real Even If You & I Ain't Packing Steel If We Can't Catch You Your Homeboys Will Raw Deal Just To Steal Loose Lips Bust His Grill Rock Lil Bitches That Be Snitching In The Killing Field Copperfield, Naw Homie Coppers Find Your Body Sealed In Coroner Bags From Empty Mags High Revolver Cracks Regardless Of Your Flag Broke Rules Set You Back A Lifetime That This Waiting For You Where They Wet You At [Chorus 1]