Conejo Posted At The Gates Lyrics

C White, and G Rabbs
Foo we back on that gates of hell business
Let's get it

Prior to the case I was f*cking ah bitch
Ese looking for my nicks that would get me rich
There was ah glitch, in the f*cken matrix
This bum ass rappers stay trying to escape this
I doubt it, that they get that far
I pull up in ah hour and devour this cowards
Led showers, Rabbit running the market
Ese muthuf*ckers hating but they just can't stop it
I'm the one, that's in charge of passage
You ain't getting dough if you ain't got that
package
I'm ah savage, loco un salvaje
Esto no se borra tinta de tatuaje
Comprehend, I'm about to bench
I thought I f*cken told you from the dope extend
My painted pictures my paint brush is ah 9
I look up at the sky for ah radical sign

I'm posted at the gates of hell
Keeping watch for my brothers while they make them
sales
My reputation, is legendary
Notorious enemy on the roster daily
I'm posted, cus I'm the keeper
De las puertas del infierno smoking weed with the
reaper
Street sweeper, stay by my side
Just in case you decide you wanna end your life

You assumed, that I would sell out
I went to your studio told you get the f*ck out
I punked your producer to make me ah beat
He programmed the drones on his m p c
I oversee, ese all his actions
Something I don't like I break it down like
fractions
I'm the future, you foo's live in the past
Anybody cross the line and they will get smashed
I fly, like ah f*cken eagle
I spread my wings and I spread the eagle
Todo saven, ese quien controla The one that get high with that amapola
Ce o ene with that spiritual warfare
Waited food stamps and ah check from welfare
I'm still here, after all this tiempo
Homie still spitting knowledge on ah dark ass temple

I'm posted at the gates of hell
Keeping watch for my brothers while they make them
sales
My reputation, is legendary
Notorious enemy on the roster daily
I'm posted, cus I'm the keeper
De las puertas del infierno smoking weed with the
reaper
Street sweeper, stay by my side
Just in case you decide you wanna end your life

I handle beef, in getting people in wrong
When you see the 38 you see the chamber revolve
This involve, into an unsolved murder
Enemies storm the gates but they all get slaughter
Don't bother, porque la plazas mia
And that's the f*cken way el planeta jira
This between us, but you could bring them lames
And watch Mac-11 put ah hole in their brain
Down the drain, with the toilet water
Got ah sick f*cken song from the caper plotter
Soy el jefe, de operaciones
Homie muerto fin trece en mis canciones
Con misiones, me traen visiones
De las guerras que vendran oigo los cayones
So now, back the f*ck down
Ese you ain't getting in we could go 12 rounds

I'm posted at the gates of hell
Keeping watch for my brothers while they make them
sales
My reputation, is legendary
Notorious enemy on the roster daily
I'm posted, cus I'm the keeper
De las puertas del infierno smoking weed with the
reaper
Street sweeper, stay by my side
Just in case you decide you wanna end your life