Lyrics Did I Sell My Soul - Conejo

Did I Sell My Soul

I signed ah contract, but I didn’t get no mansion
No cars, no hoe’s, no nada
Then why the f.
ck did I exchange my soul for
C Rock is the king C Mac is the yang
They got the business f.
cked up and their product is
whack
They sound black, and they exhibit they back
But when they get to the pen it’s guaranteed to get
shanked
And the crumbs that you made off that box of garbage
Got ah muthufucker laughing cus your being posalji
I’m ah savage, that means I body bag you
Out of state in the desert cus you got no value
Saves holla, they notify the pigs
Blue rag state of mind that split your wig
Take heat, or become ghostly
I sleep with the vest and the AK closely
You bitches know me, from drug dealing and pimping
I walk with the cane but ah g ain’t limping
The boy tripping, on your personnel
Homie smacking muthufuckers in this concrete hell
Did I sell my soul and shook hands with the devil
Is that the shit I had to do, to reach this level
It’s my endeavor, to come this strong
Enemies try to cross me, and do me wrong
I must of sold my soul, while I was f.
cken wasted
The dragon in my vein and I began to chase it
Gave me methods, then I got in the lab
With ah bag of narcotic in ah writing pad
So many gimmicks homie, and so many critics
That after meditation I ain’t trying to hear it
Saint Louis fitted, I’m sly slick and wicked
This city got bricks for ah lower ticket
Shoot the digit, you ah fabrication
So I ain’t doing shit with your association
For real though, what the f.
ck you flipping
When my boys do the shipment use paper clipping
Gun shots, from the Wesson toys
And I just got back, from Illinois
It’s an eye for an eye in the windy city
Ese all foreign cars, and big ass titi’s
Patrolling, looking for Taliban
Ese Afghan style, no pitching plan
I’m the medicine man, in my drive
I smoke into the plans, that get you high
Did I sell my soul and shook hands with the devil
Is that the shit I had to do, to reach this level
It’s my endeavor, to come this strong
Enemies try to cross me, and do me wrong
I must of sold my soul, while I was f.
cken wasted
The dragon in my vein and I began to chase it
Gave me methods, then I got in the lab
With ah bag of narcotic in ah writing pad
You want this throne, in your f.
cken dreams
Only cocaine slangers understand the green
And that’s ah fact, you wanna conquer that
That shit that I build foo my clips up in you
So place your bets, cus I’m ah f.
cken magician
2 story crack house off ah exposition
You already dead, you ah organ donor
Watching 20 TV’s I’m ah new club owner
Another day another dollar ask the file clerk
I’ma wait till you receive homie get you for work
I sever fingers, and I hurt you ah finger
Understand up in court like ah R&B singer
Singing hooks to the jury the judge is watching
There’s ah bomb under your seat and the clock ain’t
stopping
Boom, your ass went through the ceiling
But that’s what you get, for your punk ass squealing
Did I sell my soul and shook hands with the devil
Is that the shit I had to do, to reach this level
It’s my endeavor, to come this strong
Enemies try to cross me, and do me wrong
I must of sold my soul, while I was f.
cken wasted
The dragon in my vein and I began to chase it
Gave me methods, then I got in the lab
With ah bag of narcotic in ah writing pad
You see, look at all this raggedy ass muthufuckers
Trying to be Hollywood, walking out the swap meet
Feeling like ah million bucks, but I’m here now
C O N, thee avenging angel
Doing this shit for everybody out there
And just any spy by the bullshit that’s out right
now
Ha, muthufuckers is whack