Poetry

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Cormega - Rap

Poetry

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[Intro: Black Ice] Yo, yo Nas Big and Pac didn't like you, man So get off they dick please, man This is Ice and Cormega, man Comin' for you, faggot!! [Verse 1: Cormega] A nigga named Nas think he live like me Now it's on 'till he R.I.P, the odds might be against me You real, convince me, I think you a bitch Pardon me Nas, I think you suck dick When the last time you came to Queensbridge to see the kids Speak to Ill Will mom's, or gave cheese to Wiz? Street Dreams don't put me in the fridge You a hossa, a greedy pig Junior Mafia was eatin' wit Big Jay let Bleek and 'em live Norey got Capone comfortable All ya mans ever do is smoke blunts with you Fuck a Willy Esco outfit, nigga, I'm about chips Look at my crew we all got whips [Verse 2] Nasty Nas all ya life you praised me Your daughter might be Jay-Z Illmatic was real 'cause you was tryin' to portray me, matter of fact Time for Sony to pay me For life's a bitch, God forbid the bitch divorce me Street Dreams and every other rhyme you got off me I shoulda kept the rhymes for me Fuck it, now the whole world know Who coward ass Nas tryna be You was broke, Killa was buyin' ya weed Ya Lex got repossessed, I had mines on the street You shoulda kept it real wit Nature Steve Stoute taught you how to deal wit paper Kings lose crowns, and kingdoms fall When ya queen move foul, obviously she's Jay-Z's boo now, what should he do now? [Verse 3] Off the throne when the fours get blown Lake can't save you, Lord is just fold Big's last words was "You lost it homes" You the reason Ill Will is in a coffin', yo When he got shot, you was too soft to roll Talkin' 'bout you a brave Pac Nah you a fake Pac I get down and take blocks, you bend down and take cock Cause Chris Lightys behind you, get it? My niggas'll find you drippin' You give ya niggas nothin', the diamonds, the bitches I got shot ain't no denying I did but I was sendin' fire at niggas What the fuck you talkin' 'bout bitch!!, Uh Poetry [Verse 4], Check it, I had One Love for niggas, those days are over Halftime expired, the game is over It ain't hard to tell, you pay niggas, not to rob you Life's A Bitch and so are you I Am, a nightmare to Street Dreams My New York State Of Mind will outshine ya weak team Take a trip down Memory Lane Niggas had ya ride in flames You didn't represent nigga you cried in pain If The World Is Yours nigga why you hide ya chain? If ya girl is yours, I won't even go there, uh My niggas, respected, yours is labeled cowards If rap is a gun, I Gave You Power You better watch them niggas, that's close to you Or I'mma pop them niggas If you could see the future, what's the outcome, nigga It Was Written, you think you a thug You rule the world, I'mma Take It In Blood You a Suspect nigga wit a Live Nigga's Rap I'm sendin' you The Message, ya rhymes are wack One time for the mind, I'mma make you bow And I'll prove who's the illest, so Hate Me Now [Outro] Uh Bitch ass nigga Nigga talkin' 'bout motherfuckin' I got snuff, who the fuck snuffed me? Yo Nas that's my word, I'm airin' you Nah I'm sayin' Just keep them police out my business, know I'm sayin' Niggas know my shit rang '92 [?] up for me Big motherfuckin' dog from [?] my man [?] '90 motherfuckin' 345 Midstate '90 fuckin' 6, home wit a deal Duggin' you out nigga The fuck you talkin' 'bout, dat's why nigga said "I'ma gangsta" Never said I'm Nino Brown Nino Brown's a fuckin' snitch, nigga I'm motherfuckin' Montana And my man Ice gon' get at chall niggas Yeah Y'all niggas know...........

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  • Cormega