Freestyle - Cormega Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex

Intro: 

Yeah you kow what time it is 

A-yo Mega Montana drama is my cod of honor 

Fuck a vest I wear my coat of armor 

I'm a ghetto soldier throwin' hollows 

In God we trust through the knowledge as follows 

My Firm multiple dollars I know you wish 

I was still in prision feeling sorrow 

Plans for tomorrow expand convict in a condo 

Ninja black Lexus yo check this I'm from the Bridge son I rep it 

And shine like my gold necklas in a reflection of a sinner perfected 

And manifested in the essence 

Who ever test this either hard to kill or live a death wish 

I bless this shit nigga you hand to hand I'm plannin' my next flick 

Of Firm volume number on Flex shit 

Yeah nigga be runnin' up the spot with mad shit get knocked 

Go to court for razorblade in they asses son 

I live the life of trifeness 

Ghetto nights and razorblades slicing the wife's shit 

Metal type hood fellow for life takin' mines like Tyson 

My work fare with death and inditment old timers are lightin' 

I started writtin' and become the trifest 

Nigga in Queensbridge ended up on Rikors 

Seems shit was real as steel guage 

My enemies think individuals a cat witht an ill fate 

Yeah son you know how we do. 

My man Funkmaster Flex yo volume 2. 

It's real like that y'all.