I-Cormega

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歌手:Cormega

专辑:Raw Forever

时间:2011-09-27

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Yo I write rhymes for n***as at night time

Consider your life mine

Whether you pumpin 5 packs or 5 dimes

My time I'm livin' it my persona eminent

Real n***as don't keep beef we finish it

No retreat no surrenderin

No rockin me to sleep

I keep the heat up in my premises

A whole different level of rhyme several of my

Competitors try comin better than mine

Verbally I'm way ahead of my time Mega

Immortalized through words

Son I'm livin off the time you served

Stay focused keep a eye open for straight vultures

Everybody gotta go everydays a day closer

I'm soakin in my sofa Reminiscin Tony coked up

Life is f**ked up even when you blow up

Lil Wayne:Who can ya trust

Mega:Only a few and my nine will bust

Lil Wayne:What do you lust

Mega:The money and the power n***a

Lil Wayne:Who you respect

Mega:All my n***as that's no longer with us

And all the d**g king pins who showed us how ta get up

Who's the nicest n***a spittin a trife s**t

Ghetto drama Sagas for n***as with enditements flippin white s**t

Screamin f**k the feds

Squeezing ya heat at police till your cuffed to your hospital bed

Thug general write rhymes for criminals to listen to

If you ain't real my s**t ain't even meant for you

My pen stain the paper like blood

My mind is like a nine and my rhyme is like a slug

Before I snitch like a b***h I'd rather die like a thug

If they arraign me for bangin

I throw my sign up at the judge I'm almighty

Defy me feel the 44 beside me

Red light to guide me to your vital point

With my heat I anoint you a second from death

My only regret is that I emptied out my whole clip in your soul BIATCH

To my thugs its unconditional love I'm givin you

I've been out the motha f**kin system too

Hunger pains when I was younger made me ready 2 face

Consequences of life the streets fed me

Ready rock chop the pumped I bought my high top dunks

And crack fiends only a baby nah hold up

The sense of s**t I just made up in the rhyme this is the realness

In a reflection of a sinner I spit

Yo feel this my name alone had me maintainin a phone

On a come through not to mention the banger I hold

Ain't nothing new why would I front for you

I'm a felony offender you showin your jealousy n***a

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