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Cormega
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Testament
Yo, a man don't got nothing to die for
Ain't worth living, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, I do this shit for niggas in jail cells
Niggas on corners hustlin', you know what I'm sayin'?
I do this shit from the heart, man
Yo, I write rhymes for Bemerz Rovers, overachievers
OGs and young thugs wanna hold heaters
One love, real niggas not gettin' out to make a deal nigga
I leave a nigga head numb like Bill Snivers
Figure me out, my duns pillin' Infinities out
I'm on some real shit blowin' my enemies out
If there's a thrown touchin' it I don't condone
Pocket Biggie rule forever, don't get it confused, never
My testimony'll be death to a phoney MC
You wanna impress me show me a key
Or I suggest we manifest this a drug deal test
Put your coke in the water, solidify the rest, yeah
Never question this poetry, I'm manifestin' this
Graffiti scriptured, my mind paints an easy picture
Analyze every line, my scene will vandalize
Mega Montana handle mine
Yo, at night I use to fantasize
Triple beam scheme banana five, yo, my pen, keep the plan alive
I went from misdate to big H
My niggas know I keep the shit straight, yeah
Yeah, you know testaments
It's like uncut raw dope you know?
Bag this up, ship this to ever hood
Know what I'm sayin' son?
You pump this on your block
This is where I stand for my clientele you know?
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Yo, I need stacks of green, either rap or cracks to fiends
It's mad trife, I seen indictments trap my team
Yo, deep thoughts supreme courts decievin' me
Trapped in the belly like the beast was conceiving me
Thug status, yo son, I'm above average
When it's time for you to die does love matter?
You ain't sharing nothing, payin' that and on bail
Weighin' nothin' on scale, nigga, you stay frontin' me
I got plans like niggas who chop grams
See when I eat my niggas eat, you wouldn't understand
I'm too real for you, what you dream I live and breathe
Which means, don't make me have to kill you
Play the game, see real niggas stay the same
Y'all niggas scarred to play our change
'Cause y'all forgot the streets where ya came
Shit is real, yeah, my words sound forbidden
Still I write lines for niggas
Still I wipe dimes who livin' ill
I represent excellence, my minds and I
My third eye a extra clip yet to spit
So never questioned it, poetry, I'm manifestin' it
Graffiti filled testament
Yeah, motherfuckers to east to west
The money green on your side, the money green on my side
Let's get it, get it together, know what I mean?
That's my testament, that's what I stand for, I'm out
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