Letra de Dramatic Entrance - Cormega
Letra de canci�n de Dramatic Entrance de Cormega lyrics
Yo.. yo.. A man is condemned or exaulted by his words..
Exalt me.. yo.. this what y�all niggas wanted..
The streets was waitin�
here I am, a beast awakened
in a Beamer Station Wagon with massive gleamin� bracelets
after years of bein� patient
sheddin� tears and beatin� cases
I�m ready for whatever yo (Mega!)
no more to say
words can�t explain like Rich Porters grave
this is a ghetto monument, my confidence is more apparent
the mind like a Nine automatic
graceful yet capable of causin� damage
I�m too ill, lyrically I feel I�m too real
dough or die, either way I do deals
I�m gifted, my only fear is death or prison
what other lyricist conveys such sincereness?
I been through the ghetto life and drug concealings
fearless, and betrayal with trust is given
now I deal with a few, I don�t fuck with niggas
it�s not arrogance, it�s I�m-not-havin� it
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niggas act like they was sendin� me packages
when I was upstate gainin� weight and lackin� friends
think about it, I don�t talk about it, I be about it
I get money and I still be in the Projects
fuck rap, nigga like me is eatin� regardless
even during the drout I had a Ki in the closet
connects was tellin� me I ain�t need a deposit
they were seein� the progress on my net, smashin� niggas
I was pitchin�, you was catchin� feelings
like D�s when they seen they couldn�t catch my niggas
41st side, what, we had cracks in the building
the 4-5, Infra red Mac and the Sterling
it was all for the cause except my dogs got careless
I suppose those who ain�t like us feared us
the life we chose inspired me to write these poems
I�m takin� mine like the Rikers phone
The Realness...
my niggas waitin� for this.. pump this on the corner..
pump this in ya ride.. pump this in ya jail cell..
the essence of a hustler my nigga.. what.. Mega
Exalt me.. yo.. this what y�all niggas wanted..
The streets was waitin�
here I am, a beast awakened
in a Beamer Station Wagon with massive gleamin� bracelets
after years of bein� patient
sheddin� tears and beatin� cases
I�m ready for whatever yo (Mega!)
no more to say
words can�t explain like Rich Porters grave
this is a ghetto monument, my confidence is more apparent
the mind like a Nine automatic
graceful yet capable of causin� damage
I�m too ill, lyrically I feel I�m too real
dough or die, either way I do deals
I�m gifted, my only fear is death or prison
what other lyricist conveys such sincereness?
I been through the ghetto life and drug concealings
fearless, and betrayal with trust is given
now I deal with a few, I don�t fuck with niggas
it�s not arrogance, it�s I�m-not-havin� it
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/dramatic-entrance-cormega.php
niggas act like they was sendin� me packages
when I was upstate gainin� weight and lackin� friends
think about it, I don�t talk about it, I be about it
I get money and I still be in the Projects
fuck rap, nigga like me is eatin� regardless
even during the drout I had a Ki in the closet
connects was tellin� me I ain�t need a deposit
they were seein� the progress on my net, smashin� niggas
I was pitchin�, you was catchin� feelings
like D�s when they seen they couldn�t catch my niggas
41st side, what, we had cracks in the building
the 4-5, Infra red Mac and the Sterling
it was all for the cause except my dogs got careless
I suppose those who ain�t like us feared us
the life we chose inspired me to write these poems
I�m takin� mine like the Rikers phone
The Realness...
my niggas waitin� for this.. pump this on the corner..
pump this in ya ride.. pump this in ya jail cell..
the essence of a hustler my nigga.. what.. Mega
