White Roses

Album cover art for "White Roses" by Cormega

Cormega - Rap, New York Rap

White Roses

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[Verse 1] I wasn't ready to die, shit I lived was notorious I picked up big and had to kick in the door of a stick-up kid With suicidal thoughts, needed one more chance In exchange for cash and jewelry he had A juicy stash from robbin' dealers on the ave He gimme the loot if I gave 'em a pass I agree, as a warnin' whoop his ass Had to respect that, he lucked up Coulda been dead and stinkin', machine gun funk A friend of mine had the heat out, ready to dump I told 'em ''Things done changed, put that in the trunk'' It's an everyday struggle, I gave 'em the gift Of life, he said ''Man, it's just me and my bitch I don't want beef with you'', he knew The what not like Big Poppa, I'm unbelievable, uh [Verse 2] Genius like GZA on beats by RZA Reign supreme clientele, Ghostface delivered Peep the wallabies and artistry as I receive With food for thought like a chef when mouth to feed Can't forget Inspectah Deck (Nigga what up?) Mega, the skill is real hot like Meth Flow impeccable, swarm like U-God and Masta Killa In Winter Warz, Cappadonna sword was very critical Like Mathematics in advanced classes With complex mind, deep as the Ol'Dirty Bastard Will never be forgotten, his name is forever Even in the ashes of creation

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Credits

Writers
  • Cormega
  • Sha Money XL