Conejo Survival Mode Lyrics

One fleet two fleet three fleet yeah
I know ah couple homies that be posted on the end
LA King, Russian magazines
Brazilian blood line running all through my genes
Psycho down my sleeve, got loco love my bleed
The Kush is are all I bleed enemigas take heat
His decisive move always taken when I steps
Cus the streets never forget when I did with that
tech

Survival mode is how I live everyday
I'm paranoid, even where my head lays
Cus only one to judge so then I gives ah f*ck
Grab the gauge from C Roca and let it go puck
Military minds cus their bloods on the swain
Body's lay unconscious so they call it the end of
time
Call me ah Maluco I was raised in the slums
The art of survival is just ah pit with this guns

Survival mode, if they ask me
Survival mode, just ah glorious me
Survival mode, in the LAC
Survival mode, is how it got's to be
Survival mode, cus life's ah struggle
And one second switch, from hustle to hustle
Want the duffle, filled with squares
The other half of money I don't f*cking care

Hoover Park gangsta, is on the mic
With the black ski mask get my shits all white
All night dawg, they hear me in the slums
Ese boombox playing, their favorite ones
And the guns, handing them out
That could show the coast that Mac-11 is out
I let it shout, at your vehicle
Ese every f*cking move is strategical
I get wicked foo, off the Kush I'm lifted And when I spit ah portrait, the pictures vivid
That's how I live it, this life of crime
I make you wanna listen to this twisted rhymes
Cus I got lines, all to his mind
Ese bending dope charges and it's all combined
Yo sobre vivo, anyway que pueda
Ese posted on the block, waiting for that guerra

Survival mode, if they ask me
Survival mode, just ah glorious me
Survival mode, in the LAC
Survival mode, is how it got's to be
Survival mode, cus life's ah struggle
And one second switch, from hustle to hustle
Want the duffle, filled with squares
The other half of money I don't f*cking care

Ghetto snipes from locos, is being well known
Cus homies ain't playing put ah strap to your dome
I'm in the zone, what you talking about
This album got you scared you was running your mouth
I got ah female with ah cultry that business partner
And after it's over, it gets no stalkers
Situation grab the heat, it was under the seat
They was moving forward till I fire retreat
Muchos Pierden la vida, es como corre el agua
Saludo Costa Rica, y Nicaragua
La cosa esta caliente, 300 degrees
Bullets passing by my head, ah f*cked up breeze
Art of war was ah classic, but this one tambien
It was real over here, en tu armasen
Ese murders get committed for the kilos of water
And I'ma stay secluded where my eagle could ball