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The Heist
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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 #2,075
Peak in subgenre #1,124
Author
Conics
Rights
Copyright to Dj Destroyer Productions 2006
Uploaded
August 03, 2006
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MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 3:20
Story behind the song
our future bank robbery
Lyrics
my lyrics: had to jet like a plane, lucky was in pain blood flowin like rain, i thought this muthaf*** a was gonna drain all out, but the hospital was outta of the question, cause they might question all the weapons, bombs and protection but i reckon if we get out of town then the heat will go down and we can take a flight, get out the streets tonight we tell the middle man we dropped off the funds checked my hand held and the transfur had begun we drove as fast as we could to peace the city looked back at big e and the sight wasnt pretty the kid was gonna die if we didnt hurry he looked up and smiled and told me not to worry reminded me of all our f*** in problems and how we just solved em he didnt knock on wood, cause sh** was all good but then it went more sour than before happiness turned to fear when i looked in the mirror and i saw at least 10 po's comin up the rear we was f*** ed by the cops cause they shoot tires only 50% of the loot wired so we had to go to war on the streets with the police they caught us but we didnt have no cheese the money went missin, and we went to prison 13 years for armed robbery, i thought there was no stoppin me but i was wrong, cause now im rappin through the phone to make this song im behind these walls, tryin to stand tall rappin a bit each more on every single call i could look back and regret my careless life but in 13 years, we gon be livin in paradise
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