I need to bass more So I can taste it and make y'all go AWOL and lose it Say no more Brace your delf nigga its on Cormega Who tale you tellin Are
, your man's working for me Aiyyo, we move ki's, angel dust son, you get touched Dress up, get rushed, stepping up or press luck Cormega coming through
It's time to separate the rookies from vets Pussies from threats, truth from lies Supplies from dealers and death I'm feelin' this, I'm young and ruthless
He got the slip on you, this how it went down I had to undergo therapy, not surgery The nigga wetted me but he didn't murder me Dun, I survived, he thought
, know what I talk In a black Tahoe, throw it in forlo, and blow the scene dancin' Doin about a 100 all the way to Queens [Verse 3- Cormega] It seems
Yo yo, a man is condemned or exulted by his words Exalt me, yo this what y'all niggas wanted The streets was waitin', here I am, a beast awakened In
Niggas love you when you up north sendin em flicks. Hate you when you home and you chillin in whips. The same ones who say "son I feel your shit", be
I ain't forget the hunger pangs Stomach growlin' like thunder and rain Fame calmed the savage that I once became My status wasn't established from trying
Yo Hey Whussup? Chillin' Word Working Yeah, nahmsaying? Well, when you coming home? I'm a be there later on Well look, we need to talk Ah boy Yo listen
[Cormega] I'm extreme with 16's, God forgive me I'm nice Like Rasheed Wallace, my street knowledge is source When beef starting, niggas know my shit'll
Son I was a young nigga hustling Me serving a D was unheard of, unless a D served me Speak words superbly, its clear you heard me Your idea of a real
Squad, entirety With the God, Cormega No fucking deals, we gets biz like that Stack bills, y'all niggas chill One time, QB, yeah, my nigga Cormega Busta
Yo, it's night time I can't sleep My pens beggin' me to write rhymes, Cory's a felony despite time I erase the urge on the tip of my tongue I taste the
Dress don't impress me Ain't no love, your death won't affect me How dare you? Think I fear you or won't retaliate Nigga, bring it to me, I'll strike
Yeah Know what I'm sayin' Premo' Tell these niggas about my life know what I mean It's been a crazy, crazy journey for me, know what I mean I spend my
Yo I'm contemplatin' My soul is in a custody fight with God and Satan The rap or crack, I go hard for paper Niggas ain't even as smart as Daja And think
[Child] Uncle Cory can you tell us a story please [Cormega] alright, alright [Child] Please [Cormega] Y'all tucked in? Here we go [Cormega] Once upon
Spank, whatchu doing? I know you up there In heaven with a pretty angel braidin' ya hair Eatin' ya sunflower seeds drinkin' ya beer All I could do is
