Paying Homage

Lyrics

[Intro] Phoebe, we are a long way from being made in God's image [Verse 1: Cormega] My dudes were catching bodies, I ain't talking records, I mean They weren't receptive, lights affection, death desires I was the flyest dress-wearer, diamonds and rapid fire Weapons for any rival jeopardizing in survival They rather tell the line, you feel the resentment But the fear inside 'em's paralyzing Your man is alive, but he was scared in Rikers Acting civil in a savage climate A real indictment of who we is, you can't deny it Truth is heavy for liars Lyrically, I'm a theral reminder Of an era so epic it's time to zeep the lions No coach is required, where venom is vipers Enter the cypher, it becomes a different environment Instinct replace the sense of entitlement I'm the answer to the question like Iverson Now finesse the mic, very inspiring Handle giving competition, anxiety Overwhelms those who think they are lyrically nice as me, uh [Interlude: Flee Lord] Yeah, Pray For The Evil 3 I do want to call it a trilogy, man But we've been working with legends, man I feel like we should just keep this shit going Yo, 'Mega, I appreciate you, woe, uh (Brrr) [Verse 2: Flee Lord] I was slangin' dimes and nicks when 'Mega had the Sterling (Uh-huh) Lil' clean, two-fifth stuffed inside the Sherlyn (Bow) I was reppin', lil' Wiz ride in my sock (Ride in my sock) Yo, 'Mega, you a legend in the 'bridge and the Roc (Brooklyn too) We connected in the game, now perfection is the aim (Boom) It's looking like a mirror, woe, reflection is the same It's a honor and a privilege (Uh-huh) to start it and finish (Yeah) Uh, to do a fucking song with godfathers in business (Woo) The Upper Scottie and Gelotti got me coughing in the lobby Each verse worth a killin', bring a coffin for the body (Yeah) I bang on the rivals to slang for survival Big European thing with my name on the title (Skrrt) Woah