How You Want It? (deer Park) Lyrics - Cormega

Prodigy 

Yo my rap taste good in my mouth like Deer Park 

For your ears to list this 

You don't wanna miss this dun 

Don't be a statistic 

Keep your rhymes to yourself we make fools out of niggas 

And write shit that would certainly move ya'll niggas 

PEACE to my summer villains with pink houses 

From Red Hook to QB you know the routine 

We need a movie to show how our life is so ill 

Every Summer in the projects we partied on the benches 

Few gallons of gin and pepsi 

Remember Party wars, that was back in like 90 

We use to roll o-wees now we stuff dutches 

Kids rushing, whats your discussion 

Ya'll niggas talk alot of shit heard you on your tape fronting 

I fake nothing, Fuck around and push the wrong button 

I dedicate my days to seeing your drip blood 

I will always love Gambino and ScarFace 

Killa Black no man can fill your shoes, Now whats bad news 

It couldn't get no worse, So what ya'll niggas know about the turmoil 

What ya know about your blood soil, Clothes and little Ho's 

And the legs of pant slugs that crack the shin bone 

The Other shot blasts through your left clavical 

Melt swizz suits and paint the avenue's 

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Havoc 

How you want it? Bent Scheme or straight blunted 

Many are rare, rore, Havoc has just over done it 

While you sitting there whispering like a little girl 

Fuck, waiting around till the dutchy gets twirled 

We going at you, not cause we want to but cause we have to 

To avoid the situation that you couldn't last through 

If I can't have it at all I don't want it at all 

Off top serious dogg, I'm out for the raw 

Back to the world, the shit that I kick will dazzle your girl 

Handle your bitch, can't then take her for pearl 

Get him with the pink slip, get him bent to he hurl 

Hennessy got my mind locked, tight in a curl 

Hold it down like Saddam you can't search my click 

Even with dirty worms I'm gonna still appear 

How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted (2x) 

Cormega 

Photos 

Yo, my pen is sick like a heroin add-dict, Whenever Mega spits 

Exhale preciseness, Drug Dealer Ghetto shit 

Sweat in my hand, plus the finger numb from mesasuring grams 

Gun on my waist, In case I see son 

who wetted my man 

I be Gortexing to death, rocking ice with special fx's 

Obvious I was destined to rep 

Yo my persona is the drama, my Infamous Congrommalits 

Considered mad real, niggas feel the Montana shit 

Born official, my niggas that are gone I miss you 

I shed a tear, see ya'll niggas when I get there 

Yo my dun did six years and still didn't hit the strip 

I'm waiting on the day, when Rikers Island ciphers are incomplete 

When I can sleep with no heat, hidden beneath the sheet 

And I can relax with my air max, appearing on my feet 

When I rhyme you enter my mind, Seeing nigga's lead to excellence 

I represented then manifested in the beat....Respect this 

Like a lexus jeep 

My technique 

Leaves my enimies stretched for weeks, vexed from me 

Especially they know my destiny, man they scared to death of me 

Can't even question me, I serve them like stretching ki's..please 

Havoc 

How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted (2x)