歌手:Cormega
专辑:《The Realness》

Yo, I'm contemplatin'
My soul is in a custody fight with
God and Satan
The rap or crack,
I go hard for paper
******s 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 ************t ******, ****** 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 ************
I'm not leavin'
I'm not even, cheatin' on, or bring it on, so
I can start squeezin'
My ****** Biggie must have prophesized
When they said somebody got to die
My ****** Pac must have felt deception
When he asked ****** do you wanna ride or die [Cormega]
Y'all ******s better duck when you ****** 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 ******s can't stand it
I got ************t established, strugglin' your hustlin' skills are average
Look and learn ************, 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 ****** who need time on the phone, you get it?
Forget it son,
I'm in a zone,
I'm a live ******
When I decide ******s, must die, kiss ya loved ones goodbye ******
It's ****** up, but it's just the thought
I got cliques
That go through brick and whips customized mother******
I get money, sit on bricks and twenties
******s ain't takin' ************t from me