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Cormega - The True Meaning lyrics
(Girls singing chorus X2) Out there, (out there, out there) In the street you know, (in the street you know) I'm strugglin', (strugglin') Trying to survive... (Verse 1) People feeling me pain, a mental bond shared Been thru so many struggles only to persevare Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near That's when that money doubled, then we purchased gear Now wasn't worth my trouble, it was my first carrier The only life I knew, there's no regrets or fears Yo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear For my niggas who walkin' up heaven stairs I met men in penitentiaries Who bent down so long they barely missed the street If you real hold your own son, lay your law My inner visions are revealed so I say no more My man said it ain't a game so I play no more Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law Fuck that, If you touch crack save up, your story Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories My pens speaks words my mouth envies I'm hoping holy water can cleanse me D's wanted to apprehend me If I affected your life in any way trife When I was doing crime forgive me (Chorus X2) (Verse 2) Exquisitely I write Tales of hand to hand sales which cause three to life When all else fails some people seek Jesus Christ Some relax to the seductive mystique of the pipe And be back inside the same cell they left It's sort of like hell or death Except we still here breathin' in the flesh recieving respect Yet, being stressed cus we threats to society Solutions are real, problems are in varieties I try to be, thinking of ways to get paid My realness engraved from the cradle to the grave Mega, thug for ever My departure from drugs could never Sever what I learned, all respect I earned Yo my status alone surpasses your own Known for blastin' my chrome And have on my own Niggas fradulent, I wish there was a law against The sort of shit these rappers talk and never even thought exist When I was young I used to, huslte for Jordan kicks As I matured I did it for a brick Be cautions is the price is up and down like the New York ?? I got O.G. respect and a new four fifth, cus... (Chorus X3) |
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