Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What You Expect of Me, artist - Conejo.
Date of issue: 16.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
What You Expect of Me |
That’s what you want, want me to teach you how to be |
ah terror, sure, no problema I teach you, but you’ll |
be dead in 5 years |
Damn, this muthufuckers sound crazy for real |
And me, back on that gates of hell shit homie |
But that’s what you expect of me anyways |
Que no, un saludo para el homie |
That’s holding all that shit down right now |
West Side |
I get it on, with all you cowards |
Since you ain’t from the Harp when them bullets |
shower |
The ice picks, means I go all out |
It’s when you really f. |
cken see what my G about |
If I could hide the pain, I would stop the rain |
I’m in the mind frame of ah run away train |
I’m having visions, of the rival terrain |
I need ah dose of china white, so I could maintain |
The politics, could get you mauled |
If you don’t move quick you could take that fall |
To the bottom, of the bottom less pit |
The prince of hell, is running this shit |
Let you win, I’m the lord of the flies |
I’m not ah biblical scholar, read the book of the |
wise |
I advice, ese not to approach me |
Cus I could go in like Pacquiao’d on Mosley |
What you expect of me, it’s enforced by the caine |
Ah commitment that I took when I decided to bang |
My parents sad, and they full of regret |
Cus they stayed in the varrio and they never left |
The media outlets, C Rock is done |
In ah spider web caught with his gatling gun |
The words out, I’m the most insane |
Ese all bets off I’m 'bout to do this man |
I grill muthufuckers every man for himself |
But the city drama kill anyone for the wealth |
Lay low, and you could stay alive |
Don’t go out like your boys stabbed to death in ah |
fight |
Deuce 4, ain’t no surviving |
I’m ah beast payed the price, the shit is conniving |
You out of bounds, and you can’t even breath |
So here’s ah syringe, that’s all full of speed |
Thee illusion of deceit, is to gain control |
Murdering whiters, of rolling stone |
Anticipated, that’s on the real my boy |
Ese album after album, I re deploy |
My state of war, is what I find |
Ah heroes welcome thee unconscious mind |
She spreads 'em wide, handed me the pussy |
Over at the place where I stashed the Uzi |
What you expect of me, it’s enforced by the caine |
Ah commitment that I took when I decided to bang |
My parents sad, and they full of regret |
Cus they stayed in the varrio and they never left |
The media outlets, C Rock is done |
In ah spider web caught with his gatling gun |
The words out, I’m the most insane |
Ese all bets off I’m 'bout to do this man |
I bust ninas, when it get real bad |
An atrocious event, is what got me mad |
Open case, that they look in the pen |
Ese lame ass detective in the almar grain |
Cus once you in, you can talk or rest |
Like the Zalazekiyush, to suppress |
Ah gold figure, I’ma ties to the trigger |
Snake ass vato on the ground he slither |
This ain’t ah story, this is based on fact |
Ese discipline and steal with the baseball bat |
That’s ah trip, that I’m on |
Got the industry on fright yeah bitches it’s on |
I bring ah powerful message, some call it ah threat |
I’m ah CD full of songs you’re ah blank cassette |
Mass network, but no duet |
I’m the same muthufucker in the swap meet you met |
What you expect of me, it’s enforced by the caine |
Ah commitment that I took when I decided to bang |
My parents sad, and they full of regret |
Cus they stayed in the varrio and they never left |
The media outlets, C Rock is done |
In ah spider web caught with his gatling gun |
The words out, I’m the most insane |
Ese all bets off I’m 'bout to do this man |
I don’t give ah f. |
ck, what you think you doing |
Ain’t no one doing it like me, el angel de la muerte |
Esta al cien, saco la pinche escuadra, y te doi el |
tiro de gracia puto |
You and your goofy ass bitch |
Y paque sepas, HPS, running the show |