Angel Dust Lyrics - Singles - Cormega

(Cormega) 

Yo, laid back like a fat buddha holding my pearl handle luger 

in a landcruiser rims shine like daytime in Bermuda 

i rap tight smoother than niggas who be fronting like parakeet movers 

I had to be financially set new lex 

in front of my duplex my shine dripping wet 

new nine's in case your group flex 

my brown eyes leaving your boot stretched 

so bad you had to get a new rep vest 

cause i collect stats, my advice is to accept that 

step back blast dont even wet that, yo 

It's mandatory, I'm self explanatory 

Don't front on me shorty 

your man's working for me 

(Havoc Chorus) 

ayo we move ki's 

angel dust son you get touched 

dress up get rushed 

stepping up or press luck 

Cormega coming through, duck 

move slowly get bucked 

criminal minds get stitched up 

down to buy your watch or bitch up 

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(Cormega) 

Ayo this crime addict mind 

my rhyme status shines 

like a nine 'matic 

yo im scarface for real I wanna die blasting f**k stashing 

my next 50 g's I'm buying me a five wagon 

thugged out leather interior, mega superior 

my art of war deaded your area 

my mugshot praised in jail cells and drug spots 

my razor touched faces and cut rocks 

corrupt cop cases had me on semi vacation 

in state greens laid down weight schemes 

with niggas that get payed and take cream 

drug supplier, thugs admire 

ghetto dun dun gun fire deep mind none higher 

your drama equalizer 

I speak the murder Kiser Sose, no survivors 

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(Chorus 2x) 

(Cormega) 

teach on threats 

concepts I didn't speak on yet 

courts feared mentally severe to the ear 

thug general, white lines for criminal minds to listen to 

chemical rhymes sparkle like a '62 

invinsible foulness my style is trife like Rikers Isle get 

Queen Bridge projects is lounging on a cocaine mountain 

ayo Hav let the four pound spit, what! 

(Chorus 2x)