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