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Cormega

Cormega

Unforgiven

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Cormega
Yo, I'm contemplatin'
My soul is in a custody fight with God and Satan
The rap or crack, I go hard for paper
ain't even as smart as Daja
And think they rockin' me to sleep or poppin' me with heat
I don't even take you serious, I think you envious
I feel it, I was born to deal bricks
And come through the hood in ill whips
The Realness, who you think you deal with
I don't fear s**t nigg*, fk around and get hit up
Ya blood stains the pavement like paint from a portrait I painted
Ya moms seen the coffin and fainted
You swimmin' with the sharks and the water is tainted
If you feel it in your heart (bring it)
My infrared beam is on ya head
My Desert Eagle severs people when I squeeze it
I measure keys, you smalltime, barely felony
Only bigtime with jealousy, my mind tellin' me
Fight like a mantis, you triflin' badgers wanna see me in a casket
Stop dreamin, life's a b*tch I'm not leavin'
I'm not even, cheatin' on, or bring it on, so I can start squeezin'

My nigg* Biggie must have prophesized
When they said somebody got to die
My nigg* Pac must have felt deception
When he asked nigg* do you wanna ride or die

Cormega
Y'all better duck when you fk with me
Trust is a luxury, I can't afford it, so I prepare for war
I smear the wall two of ya mans with plans you sweared were flawless
I turned kids to orphans and live with caution
You can't match the status, in a Jag with 10 crack commandments
Blazin', fake can't stand it
I got s**t established, strugglin' your hustlin' skills are average
Look and learn b*tch, my cooker turn
A key to a key and a half, and he don't even use a lot of heat on the glass
I surpass Nino, blast like Callito, die slow
Cuz Sass like to even up the side or blow
Like a nigg* who need time on the phone, you get it?
Forget it son, I'm in a zone, I'm a live nigg*
When I decide , must die, kiss ya loved ones goodbye nigg*
It's fked up, but it's just the thought I got cliques
That go through brick and whips customized motherfker
I get money, sit on bricks and twenties
ain't takin' s**t from me

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