歌手:Cormega
专辑:《True Meaning》

Your depiction of a thug *****, is fiction
Your words hung my ***** lines were drawn
You sided with the judge
I ain't a hater
I don't love squellers(squealers,) thats me
You have the audacity to talk like you real
***** you fold under pressure, my life is real
You sold your soul to detectives
I could get you murdered
But you dying a slow death denying you told yet
The truth came to light you a fake *****
You helped the
D.A.'s case my *****
**** your life
I hate the side(sight) of your face *****
Only a fake ***** would respect you
You went against the cause and signed papers
The signatures yours thats that ******** pardon me ?
Sammy the ********? take the stand betraying the fam
Should have kept it real you put your fate in ya hand
I guess thats the way it was planned (Hook)
There's a a thin line between love and hate and you crossed it
You had respect around the way and you lost it
If a coward dies a thousand deaths how you gon' live?
***** you get no love
Death before dishonor
You sacrificed your breath so respect a ***** power in jail
I get you hit up in the shower
I'm a real *****
I walk the streets with pride
I'm the turth, you living a lie
You a part-time prosecuter, full time ?hosa?
I right rhymes with great'ness you write statements *****
And think the streets don't know
Tssk, yo it was all good just a week ago
How could you live with being the
D.A.'s witness
And knowing ya names associated with snitches
You could pray for forgiveness
I'ma fact(falcon) you a stool pigeon
Ain't nothing you can do *****, might
I mention
Only a ***** would snitch to get a lighter sentence
Take it like a man ***** like official prints and cornbread *****
I'm a warrior you deserve a bullet in ya head ***** (Hook)
Uhh, I'm tired of you coming through like snitching justifiable
I once admired you, you rap(rat) bastard
Ain't no need to explain you not my man
Everytime you give me five
I wash my hands
What *****,
M-E-G-A ***** tell the
D.A. bricks
I move in three days not including the grindin
What polluted ya mind was it alluded time my words are exulted(exalted) yours ruin lives
You a disgrace to ya race
I'm true to mine
All my doggs doing time, know before
I side with the law
I rather ride with the fours and deprive you of your, coward exsistence
You probably send ya momma to prison to beat a sentence
*****! (Hook)