Havoc, Cormega - Paradise lyrics
Havoc [Kejuan Waliek Muchita] Queens/Brooklyn, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Havoc, Cormega - Paradise lyrics]
Niggas fake it till they make it
Then get tested for it
Claiming that their name's good
the nigga put a weapon on it
Niggas lying on their dead and
Puttin’ heaven on it
My niggas live this shit for
Real and not just metaphoric
My nigga did twelve and never tote 12
On his niggas as he rot in a cold cell
Sitting in a whole jail
Loyalty is a everything
While niggas turn their stripes in
For a motherfuckin' fairy wings
They're living a facade when
Morals not involved
You hear it in their bars
Their energy got bars
Could not compare it to ours
Don’t disrespect the gods
Don't wanna be at odds
Have us clapping at your car
The lifestyles of hood niggas been through
Ain't no one size fit all
Shit's too big for you
You be swimming in a drama like a motherfucka
Begging for a lifeline looking like a sucka
You never hugged the block or
Was known for squeezing
Iron, you're so anemic a liar
I don't believe you
My rhyming is so elite, but I am no elitist
I'm a smooth, street poet
The culture need it
My voice a reason, currently enjoying freedom
Location running concurrently
Always scheming
Standing up when most stay seated
They love you when the rumor comes for you
Not to laugh or luxury
We built different, I've
Secured your structures, weak
I’m a silent individual
It’s obvious the pinnacle
Acknowledge as formidable
My dominance is considerable
Confidence in my lyrical
Performance incomparable
Highly pivotal like Carl & Lenny
I'm too skilled for you, short sighted
I got unrestricted views
Real recognize real, I don’t remember you
In the field where the
Pitchers and hitters move
Poverty's Paradise
If you want it, you better think twice
Poverty's Paradise
Whoever said, you better think twice
Then get tested for it
Claiming that their name's good
the nigga put a weapon on it
Niggas lying on their dead and
Puttin’ heaven on it
My niggas live this shit for
Real and not just metaphoric
My nigga did twelve and never tote 12
On his niggas as he rot in a cold cell
Sitting in a whole jail
Loyalty is a everything
While niggas turn their stripes in
For a motherfuckin' fairy wings
They're living a facade when
Morals not involved
You hear it in their bars
Their energy got bars
Could not compare it to ours
Don’t disrespect the gods
Don't wanna be at odds
Have us clapping at your car
The lifestyles of hood niggas been through
Ain't no one size fit all
Shit's too big for you
You be swimming in a drama like a motherfucka
Begging for a lifeline looking like a sucka
You never hugged the block or
Was known for squeezing
Iron, you're so anemic a liar
I don't believe you
My rhyming is so elite, but I am no elitist
I'm a smooth, street poet
The culture need it
My voice a reason, currently enjoying freedom
Location running concurrently
Always scheming
Standing up when most stay seated
They love you when the rumor comes for you
Not to laugh or luxury
We built different, I've
Secured your structures, weak
I’m a silent individual
It’s obvious the pinnacle
Acknowledge as formidable
My dominance is considerable
Confidence in my lyrical
Performance incomparable
Highly pivotal like Carl & Lenny
I'm too skilled for you, short sighted
I got unrestricted views
Real recognize real, I don’t remember you
In the field where the
Pitchers and hitters move
Poverty's Paradise
If you want it, you better think twice
Poverty's Paradise
Whoever said, you better think twice