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Gangster Lullaby
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Some of my rare gangster sh** .
hiphop rap free dirty freestyle rhyme spit sick flow amazing wordplay metaphors cory contini similes
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Coming out of Ottawa, this young rapper prides himself on lyrical ability and conceptual ideas. Using simple equipment, Conics has made the best of his situation proving to be a force in local circles. Freestyling to recordings, Conics is bound for greatness if given the opportunities.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #4,147
Peak in subgenre #2,141
Author
Conics
Rights
Copyright to Dj Destroyer Productions 2004
Uploaded
July 20, 2005
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:33
Story behind the song
nothin really.
Lyrics
this is my gangster lullaby so say goodbye before you die ima come shootin full force my mouth is the source my words are the bullets comin at ya my whole crew's runnin at ya there aint no surviving this you'll need some reviving sh** pull a resurection like JC after your crucifixation by CC you obviosuly dont know how i be, G and i dont need cash or money like i was BG cause whatever i dont got ima steal it and make it hot im scriptin your plot and you gettin shot by my hollow tips im holdin the pump by the grip unloadin clips from my hips and you gettin ripped sh** its just part of the script cause im the keeper of the crypt and im sendin you down 6 feet underground cant come out alive when im around i'll turn that grin to a frown im just here to take my crown and become the king renound for what i bring you hear the ding the sound of the bell ring this sh** has just started and im cold hearted and i aint done until you deathly departed and the ambulance has got you carted goin to the ER, but there aint a chance when i started shootin, you should have danced but you stayed locked up in a trance in one single stance i rep my set, and my hood you would too, if you could people think about mc's outta ottawa and aint no one thought of ya i commit crimes but i dont get caught cause no one comes to the hill, not even cops they get popped, just like you when between your eyes, you see the red dot that means i got you locked dont be shocked, in no time you'll be dead on the spot all this way and still no hook i brought this beef but you cannot cook so i got you shook im the king and you just a rook ahh, made you look you just fell victim to my script book ive written your fate, and i got you a date a date with death to heavens gates it wont be too long at this rate so just wait, cause death is never late that was my gangster lullaby too late to say goodbye cause you just died
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