I - Cormega

Yo I write rhymes for n***as at night time
Consider your life mine
Whether you pumpin 5 packs or 5 dimes
My time I'm livin' it my persona eminent
Real n***as don't keep beef we finish it
No retreat no surrenderin
No rockin me to sleep
I keep the heat up in my premises
A whole different level of rhyme several of my
Competitors try comin better than mine
Verbally I'm way ahead of my time Mega
Immortalized through words
Son I'm livin off the time you served
Stay focused keep a eye open for straight vultures
Everybody gotta go everydays a day closer
I'm soakin in my sofa Reminiscin Tony coked up
Life is f**ked up even when you blow up
Lil Wayne：Who can ya trust
Mega：Only a few and my nine will bust
Lil Wayne：What do you lust
Mega：The money and the power n***a
Lil Wayne：Who you respect
Mega：All my n***as that's no longer with us
And all the d**g king pins who showed us how ta get up
Who's the nicest n***a spittin a trife s**t
Ghetto drama Sagas for n***as with enditements flippin white s**t
Screamin f**k the feds
Squeezing ya heat at police till your cuffed to your hospital bed
Thug general write rhymes for criminals to listen to
If you ain't real my s**t ain't even meant for you
My pen stain the paper like blood
My mind is like a nine and my rhyme is like a slug
Before I snitch like a b***h I'd rather die like a thug
If they arraign me for bangin
I throw my sign up at the judge I'm almighty
Defy me feel the 44 beside me
Red light to guide me to your vital point
With my heat I anoint you a second from death
My only regret is that I emptied out my whole clip in your soul BIATCH
To my thugs its unconditional love I'm givin you
I've been out the motha f**kin system too
Hunger pains when I was younger made me ready 2 face
Consequences of life the streets fed me
Ready rock chop the pumped I bought my high top dunks
And crack fiends only a baby nah hold up
The sense of s**t I just made up in the rhyme this is the realness
In a reflection of a sinner I spit
Yo feel this my name alone had me maintainin a phone
On a come through not to mention the banger I hold
Ain't nothing new why would I front for you
I'm a felony offender you showin your jealousy n***a