II - Cormega

Heh heh yea
Hahahaha right
Part the crowd like the Red Sea
Don't even tempt me
We want to kill you
My n***as fight to this
We want to kill you
My n***as fight to this
We want to kill you
My n***as fight to this
We want to kill you
Y'all creeps can't dig this
Prodigy
Aiyyo peace to our way of life hats off to all the trife
This holster's for the autos and foot long knives
Especially for stacks of greenbacks
My outfit'll perform so blow all stain raps
Now lemme take y'all n***as back to my basics of this
Your anxious to flip fag catch a facelift
My shank do remarkable things for fakeness
My whole mob got the same patience
Throw on your track Asics and make moves like a spaceship
We pack places Infamous bangs your nation
You're light at the weight station that weak s**t need replacin
Put this in heavy rotation
Overdose music it's theraputic to the user
Drive awhile under the influence of this
Careful 'cause you might just crash and s**t
Total your whip and still pull my tape out your deck
Me and Mobb tryna connect like thirty thousand dollar links
Unpopable unstopable topple
Cormega
Yo yo
My d**g clientele was bringin' me money well
Smokin' buddha L's and w**d so good they leave a funny smell
N***as scopin' me hopin' police is close to me
Mega regulatin' the way s**t supposed to be
Gold chain chokin' me c*****e provokin' me
To live my destiny ja'causezi waters soakin' me
Floatin in a smokin Durango doin my thing yo
My mac milli
What
Sweeter than a mango
Son you know the drilly the drama is a part of me
Did time for c*****e knives and armed robbery
My rhyme rid graffiti as a live n***a prophecy
Mega poetic rhymes are like dimes but no credit
I'll leave your mind paralyzed dunn but don't wet it
Scarface persona I acquired a taste for drama
And I embrace this spray s**t you banned from the projects
Your love here
F**k it
Ain't s**t yo I'ma see you
N***a you transparent see through rhymes fully automated
You semi crime related Cormega and Mobb Deep rhyme amazin'
Thug s**t you can't f**k with what
Havoc
F**k your b******t rep n***a you a*s bet
Talkin' all that s**t don't even got cash yet
Our flaws try to get away no gats tossed
Got drama with my clique I'ma take it to the source
QBC representive I'm just tryin to live
If I can't get to you I'ma take it to your kids
Spray your crib f**k it son somethin' gotta give
If I can't live then ain't nothin' gonna live
That's dead a*s 'bout to put this whole s**t in the smash
You real Hit that a*s up with 4 wheels
The darkside you gonna squeal like them other rappers
You know we kick the truth you wanna clap us
I got this strictly out the mouth nothin' but hot s**t
Pop s**t couldn't f**k this when we drop s**t
You helpless put your whole s**t outta service
We don't smoke s**t
Thank God for this
Yo if it wasn't for n***as like us you'd just be assed up
Hustlin' for petty get cats
Come on now you know I know
When it come to gats I'm a ho never bite my tongue
Let them playa haters know how we comin'
Straight comin' through while you runnin'
Get dunnin' had that a*s shakin' like a b***h when she comin'
Wanted a mil slipped that a*s like a mickey
It's 50 50 f**kin' with this n***a just come and get me
2x
It's no doubt
We want to kill you
That's right
It's no doubt
We want to kill you
That's right
It's no doubt
We want to kill you
That's right
It's no doubt
We want to kill you
That's right