Unforgiven Lyrics - Singles - Cormega

[Cormega] 

Yo, I'm contemplatin' 

My soul is in a custody fight with God and Satan 

The rap or crack, I go hard for paper 

Niggas ain't even as smart as Daja 

And think they rockin' me to sleep or poppin' me with heat 

I don't even take you serious, I think you envious 

I feel it, I was born to deal bricks 

And come through the hood in ill whips 

The Realness, who you think you deal with 

I don't fear shit nigga, fuck around and get hit up 

Ya blood stains the pavement like paint from a portrait I painted 

Ya moms seen the coffin and fainted 

You swimmin' with the sharks and the water is tainted 

If you feel it in your heart (bring it) 

My infrared beam is on ya head 

My Desert Eagle severs people when I squeeze it 

I measure keys, you smalltime, barely felony 

Only bigtime with jealousy, my mind tellin' me 

Fight like a mantis, you triflin' badgers wanna see me in a casket 

Stop dreamin, life's a bitch I'm not leavin' 

I'm not even, cheatin' on, or bring it on, so I can start squeezin' 

My nigga Biggie must have prophesized 

When they said somebody got to die 

My nigga Pac must have felt deception 

When he asked nigga do you wanna ride or die 

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[Cormega] 

Y'all niggas better duck when you fuck with me 

Trust is a luxury, I can't afford it, so I prepare for war 

I smear the wall two of ya mans with plans you sweared were flawless 

I turned kids to orphans and live with caution 

You can't match the status, in a Jag with 10 crack commandments 

Blazin', fake niggas can't stand it 

I got shit established, strugglin' your hustlin' skills are average 

Look and learn bitch, my cooker turn 

A key to a key and a half, and he don't even use a lot of heat on the glass 

I surpass Nino, blast like Callito, die slow 

Cuz Sass like to even up the side or blow 

Like a nigga who need time on the phone, you get it? 

Forget it son, I'm in a zone, I'm a live nigga 

When I decide niggas, must die, kiss ya loved ones goodbye nigga 

It's fucked up, but it's just the thought I got cliques 

That go through brick and whips customized motherfucker 

I get money, sit on bricks and twenties 

Niggas ain't takin' shit from me 

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