Conant Gardens

Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens

(Motown) We getting shit started

If you every hear us say Magnet-net-net

It's going down like that range rover

When ladies see you they get the love hang over

Day or a night if you wanna stay over

You better have the will to bend over and take

Off your clothes in time

Conqueror, come back to give some of that old

Pictual, actual, factual. Let Mac'll bring you the raw

With gigantic flow that my people come to love

Azurite, get down with it

Can't fathom these brothers fantastic

Uh, I heard cry when I dip that ass in some plastic

How could you master, you deal with rappin' bastards

Because you asked us if we could bring you fashions

Fascists, because we turn this rap shit into something tragic

I didn't wanna have to put you in some action

Uh, I know you asked but did you really wanna have it?

See, I cause havoc like a loaded automatic

Blow!

How do you like me now nigga, you know my style say word

I'm from the city where we know for slayin' pounds of herb

Getting dough is a must, and it's the money making its

Yo, the never faking its creating shit that's taking your hoe

After the show you know I

I step up in the place

Mind Is not strong enough, to hold me back

The tools you lack, the skills you deal

Lyrics to kill, cars to deal

Cops to peel, image too real!

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come, on

Do it, do it, do it, come on, come on, do it do it

Back again from the bank baby, common my chain

Chains for most of these cats probably cop my rings

Quick, fast, and always got a way to get cash

Whiplash is what you get when you mashing the gas

If you ask, you might catch me

On my rental

Won't catch me in tinted windows

Might catch me

Or various instrumentals and yo

Got a whole crew and my crew is monumental and yo

You need to lo and behold these innuendos

Its just the fine talk

Mac'll come with tracks, you relaxe-d

My rhyme is universal like a elastic-uh

I hope you feel me like you feel your past-or

What do you?

And you so used to bab-bl-ing? Cause we mas-tered this rap shit

Pockets get madder cause its hitting so imma-culate

You like the way it goes down when S attacks-it

It will get tragic when the S is on the mission...

Aagain

So listen! Relax, take a seat in the place

Its livin! Living up to expectations and still

Rippin! With rhymes and filling the chrome

Dippin! Cruising the neighborhood is just local

Pimpin!

As for my memory, we were meant to be

I am the soul Melchizedk, from the D

Role of the world, ever see, who got the Key

Its gonna take a master, yo, yo, the S, S

Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens

Motown, we getting shit started

We don't stop, no we don't quit

We just do it, do it, do it, do it do it

Come on, come on, come on, come on