Havoc, Cormega, Tragedy Khadafi - Define Yourself lyrics

[Havoc, Cormega, Tragedy Khadafi - Define Yourself lyrics]

If I could
I'd rewind back the hands of time
Foul shit
Like when po' shot Porter with his 9
Like a child being blind to
The ways of mankind
QB, the streets raised me
My whole state of mind
I just fall back, reminisce on this sometime
A lot of niggas pull snake moves
Fuck it it's their loss
Write it, I live it
Then place my pivot in my Air Force
Credit get felon, three strikes
Fighting these jail wars
Niggas going up north
We runnin' in their whores
Inhale and exhale, a smoke and a swirl
Ol' heads shooting boy, gives ahead
Sniff girl getting rocked on the block
You off point when you earl
When Shan and Marley Marl was
Touchin' the world tour and I pulled a jux
That's how I got my first pair of Jordans
See I never chose this life
This life chose me
Ghetto apostle, soundtracks to the street

Time to unify the belt
Time is money, utilize your wealth
Fate is something you decide yourself
Life is what you make it, you remind yourself
If you forget it
In the end you define yourself

My name is spoken in
Places they weighin' coke
And if actions speak louder than words
How the fuck do you explain these vocals
My fate is chosen in unison
When my baby growin'
Not facin' numerous cases
Them days are over
I shed enough tears to measure
The rains of Noah
When they subside, it's clear
I'm much wiser some rhyme of drug tide
But very few can match my residue
Or resume, Mega's the truth
A lot of hearts get tested
When the feds come through
Niggas who did work start
Revealin' like forensic experts
Lyrically I'm humidity
You sweat in my verse
It's so dope you need a
Mass when you measure it, what Mega spit
My phlegm was sent to the lab for evidence
And deemed inadmissible i never flip
I represent to thoroughest weather
In the belly of
When asked for a real nigga to stand
I'm who the ghetto sent

Look at my eyes, you see the bloodshot
Years of givin' niggas the blood clot
Niggas snitchin', pointin' my mugshot
You see a fella's heart
'specially when the gun pop
You be a man apart like Vin Diesel
This ain't a part
You cowards movie role, never let them blow
You cowards faker than fools gold
The truth told
Nines on our dicks, we don't do those
Never had to
You lyin' 'bout little shit like that
Imagine real shit
Shit that can get you clapped
Niggas takin' from you things that
You can't get back
I'm talkin' 'bout your life on earth
To me, you niggas live as Smurfs
Turn to blue when the gungle the work
I'm from a bloodline of felons
Some hear the rest in heaven
It ain't a game, half of the clique is seven
Me and Mega come through like H2s
Get your camcorder ready
Nigga it's breakin' news dog it's real

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