Letra de Unforgiven - Cormega
Letra de canci�n de Unforgiven de Cormega lyrics
Yo, I�m contemplatin�
My soul is in a custody fight with God and Satan
The rap or crap, I go hard for paper
Niggas ain�t even as smart as Daja
And think they rockin� me to sleep or poppin� me with heat
I don�t even take them serious, I think you envious
I feel it, I was born to deal bricks
And come through the hood in ill whips
The Realness, who you think you deal with
I don�t fish shit nigga, fuck around and get hit up
Ya blood stains the pavement like paint from a portrait I painted
Ya moms seen the coffin and fainted
You swimmin� with the sharks and the water is tainted
If you feel it in your heart (bring it)
My infrared beam is on ya head
My Desert Eagle severs people when I squeeze it
I measure keys, you smalltime, barely felony
Only bigtime with jealousy, my mind tellin� me
Fight like a mantis, you triflin� badgers wanna see me in a casket
Stop dreamin, life�s a bitch I�m not leavin�
I�m not even, cheatin� on, or bring it on, so I can start squeezin�
My nigga Biggie must have prophesized
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When they said somebody got to die
My nigga Pac must have felt deception
When he asked nigga do you wanna ride or die
Y�all niggas better duck when you fuck with me
Choices of luxury, I can�t afford it, so I prepare for war
I smear the wall two of ya mans with plans you sweared were flawless
I turn kicks to offense and live with caution
You can�t match the status, in a Jag with 10 crack commandments
Blazin�, fake niggas can�t stand it
I got shit established, strugglin� your hustlin� skills are average
Look and learn bitch, my cooker turn
A key to a key and a half, and he don�t even use a lot of heat on the glass
I surpass Nino, blast like Callito, die slow
Cuz Sass like to even up the side or blow
Like a nigga who need time on the phone, you get it?
Forget it son, I�m in a zone, I�m a live nigga
When I decide niggas, must die, kiss ya loved ones goodbye nigga
It�s fucked up, but it�s just the thought I got cliques
That go through brick and whips customized motherfucker
I get money, sit on bricks and twenties
Niggas ain�t takin� shit from me
My soul is in a custody fight with God and Satan
The rap or crap, I go hard for paper
Niggas ain�t even as smart as Daja
And think they rockin� me to sleep or poppin� me with heat
I don�t even take them serious, I think you envious
I feel it, I was born to deal bricks
And come through the hood in ill whips
The Realness, who you think you deal with
I don�t fish shit nigga, fuck around and get hit up
Ya blood stains the pavement like paint from a portrait I painted
Ya moms seen the coffin and fainted
You swimmin� with the sharks and the water is tainted
If you feel it in your heart (bring it)
My infrared beam is on ya head
My Desert Eagle severs people when I squeeze it
I measure keys, you smalltime, barely felony
Only bigtime with jealousy, my mind tellin� me
Fight like a mantis, you triflin� badgers wanna see me in a casket
Stop dreamin, life�s a bitch I�m not leavin�
I�m not even, cheatin� on, or bring it on, so I can start squeezin�
My nigga Biggie must have prophesized
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/unforgiven-cormega.php
When they said somebody got to die
My nigga Pac must have felt deception
When he asked nigga do you wanna ride or die
Y�all niggas better duck when you fuck with me
Choices of luxury, I can�t afford it, so I prepare for war
I smear the wall two of ya mans with plans you sweared were flawless
I turn kicks to offense and live with caution
You can�t match the status, in a Jag with 10 crack commandments
Blazin�, fake niggas can�t stand it
I got shit established, strugglin� your hustlin� skills are average
Look and learn bitch, my cooker turn
A key to a key and a half, and he don�t even use a lot of heat on the glass
I surpass Nino, blast like Callito, die slow
Cuz Sass like to even up the side or blow
Like a nigga who need time on the phone, you get it?
Forget it son, I�m in a zone, I�m a live nigga
When I decide niggas, must die, kiss ya loved ones goodbye nigga
It�s fucked up, but it�s just the thought I got cliques
That go through brick and whips customized motherfucker
I get money, sit on bricks and twenties
Niggas ain�t takin� shit from me
