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Cormega
Yo, guerilla war nigg*, what
Guerilla war nigg*, what what
Guerilla war nigg*, what what
Guerilla war nigg*, what what
Guerilla war nigg*
It's on
Cormega
Yo, y'all don't know the art of war
Now you dyin' and my gun'll keep burstin' 'til your mama cryin'
I'm defying your whole crew, y'all weak
It could be on officially if you had heart
nigg* your overrated, props old decaying
Not known for sprayin', what the fk you sayin'
Your crew fell, you jeal', cuz mine doin' it
Yo quit the jealousy, let's get to felonies
My sellin' keys, your sellin' dreams
Your plans ain't precise, you need better schemes
Cuz yo, I ain't tryin to lose another nigg*
And if so enough blood is spilt to fill a river
And I'll part the Red Sea like Moses' staff
And spite my enemies despite the penalties
You could live like kings, but die from injuries
You about to be a memory nigg* (You don't want it!)
I don't hate you, I despise you
I call you , cuz it describes you
I know you wish you had a real crew, like I do
who send shots and get props like my crew
Look at you nigg*, you had status, most of that vanished
Y'all has been, addicts, unestablished
What the fk happened? You had the block clickin'
Now you in denial, y'all are finished
You opposition, but you no competition
To my with heaters yo, we not feelin' you either, what
You wanna talk violent, but seek P's for solution
I stalk silent, when I precede execution
Taught by the, realest to walk the planet
With one thought you vanish, like the court remanded
You on the ave with your weak mans frontin'
When you see my comin' (You don't want it!)
My nigg* Biggie must have prophesized
When he said somebody got to die
I'm like the jackal, when I attack you die from gat wounds
Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth
Life's a b*tch, I'm the pimp, you owe Mad Duke's crew
I proved you weak, you ride d*ck to eat
You ain't real, ill, or prepared to kill
Man you better chill, you could get it for real
I live this life of gangstas, ever second is danger
The enemy is rarely a stranger
The treachery in the hearts of men is jealousy's best friend
That's the reason felonies will never end
How you feel is mutual, I don't fear retaliation, I'm shootin' you
This is a mere evaluation, I do what you to scared to do
Motherfker I'm prepared, you don't, want it nigg*