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Conspiracy Theories Lyrics - Singles - Psycho Realm

Cops are found dead and to no surprise 

And get classified wasted no lie 

They come and invade the wrong life 

And only the strong survive so they die 

They rest at a place of violence 

And 5-0's get broke like codes of silence 

Sirens flood the scene with blood 

They come firing 

We crooks get thrown big books 

And hooked with a life sentence 

Hunted mental stress on these la streets 

Permanent like inks on flesh, shit 

We blast off the big guns 

'til blankets of death have wrapped everyone 

Homeboys and the law abiding 

Get stuck full of holes they're dying 

Don't let the wild bullet 

Conspiracies hit the target 

Befriend the whole system 

Or you too will be found dead 

 

Chorus (x1) 

The code of the streets means anything goes 

Against these wars with street fleets 

Wanted by many 

These sick-ass cliques ain't touched by any 

Law enforcement 

The code of the streets 

 

The masterplan don't include us so they shoot us 

Supply weapons, coke, crack and buddha 

Keep track of who took the bait through computers 

Enslave and regulate the 'hoods through the juras 

We're all victims as the plot thickens 

Better recognize the big plan clock's ticking 

Stricken by the plague no sign of us saved 

Satan is the ruler of the modern day 

We fight angelic wars where my block attacks yours 

Numbed by the drugs that are sold on street stores 

Everybody out here walking around in a daze 

You can't find your way out the maze through purple haze 

And while you're lost you're desensitized with force 

Through violence that's televised in spite of the cross 

Through news and other media we see homicide 

So murder and death are now part of our daily lives 

All of a sudden you're gunning blasting's just a game 

Join a gang run with them destroy your own plane 

For a name, fame and crumbs you're dumb 

You're feeding right into the conspiracy the outcome is death 

 

Chorus (x1) 

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