Verbal Grafitti - Cormega

Verbal Grafitti - Cormega
I'm like a panther in the dark
Silent when I strike the paper
Like a dagger in your heart
When I write I leave a mark
I seen a napc before they even bark
Told son leave the block
Get that money upstairs
In case the currency is marked
Beat a man who plot against me
God forgive me
My enemies die in the street if my heat is empty
Coindentally
The same fate was meant for me
My ak's my lawyer
When it's on it represent for me
Vacate the sentence
Case acquitted when your face get splitted
I stay spittin' with grace chain glistening
Gray timberlands my niggas face predicaments
But we could either live die or face imprisonment
Take a hit of this
Uncovered raw a taste will numb your jaw
My rhyme is on consignment
Just in case you wanted more
Lyrics are furious
I reign imperious
Niggas ain't ******' with me son
I'm dead serious
Streets personify me
Like heat I keep beside me
Either I be the most underrated lyrical
**** related ni**a who gun be blazing in the projects
A prosperous ** block is subject to conquest
Where I'm from
A fiend is selling heated for five jungs
Dealers scatter when d's or y come
Rip is written on walls for people who die young
And niggas either dream of balling or to be balling
Sometimes it's hard for me to write
Son the streets calling
Patience is a virtue
Temptation I'll hurt you
And sentence to a bid
Your fake friends will desert you
'Til you're assed out
Screaming life's a ***** that burnt you
I don't expect a fake ni**a to feel this
Look in my eyes stare at the realness
I was corrupted by ** supply
Fly kicks and buckin' nines
Looking up at the skies
Thinking I'm too young to die
Thoughts are conquering
Though we were taught not to since
Supreme court and death got a
Ni**a losing lots of friends
My pen's immortal like
Mommy in heaven
No man can harm you
An army of angels with true
Love is there to guard you
Tell my dog blue
I love him like a brother
The deep ****
Three bricks remain uncovered
But the industry didn't want me in
They try to condemn me
Sprewell of rap they even try to suspend me
Yet a thug ni**a rise
People are snakes and justice is blind
My jury is my gun at my side
Son I write with the trifeness
Engraved in tyson
Curse the shots that left big and pac lifeless
The realness
Some try to conceal this
Despite that fact niggas
Can't match my lyrical illness
I'm a key
You three grams with cut in it
If you want it
I don't give a **** ni**a
Rapper slash ** dealer
Slash I bust my gun ni**a
Slash your face with a rug ni**a
What's the meaning
What's the meaning
What's the meaning
What's the meaning
What's the meaning