Cormega - You Don’t Want It lyrics
[Cormega - You Don’t Want It lyrics]
Yo, guerilla war nigga, what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga it's on
Yo, y'all niggas don't know the art of war
Now you dyin' and my gun'll keep
Burstin' 'til your mama cryin'
I'm defying your whole crew
Y'all niggas weak
It could be on officially, if you had heart
Nigga your overrated, props old decaying
Not known for sprayin'
What the fuck you sayin'
Your crew fell, you jeal'
Cuz mine doin' it
Yo quit the jealousy, let's get the felonies
My niggas sellin' keys
Your niggas sellin' dreams
Your plans ain't precise
You need better schemes
Cuz yo, I ain't tryin to lose another nigga
And if so enough blood'll spill
To fill a river
And I'll part the Red Sea like Moses' staff
And smite my enemies, despite the penalties
You could live like kings
But die from injuries
You about to be a memory nigga
(You don't want it)
I don't hate you, I despise you
I call you cocksucker, cuz it describes you
I know you wish you had a real crew
Like I do niggas'll send shots and get
Props like my crew
Look at you nigga, you had status
Most of that vanished
Y'all niggas has been, addicts
Unestablished what the fuck happened? You
Had the block clickin'
Now you in denial, y'all are finished
You opposition, but you no competition
To my niggas with heaters yo
We not feelin' you either, what
You wanna talk violent
But sing peaceful solution
I stalk silent, when I precede execution
Taught by the
Realest niggas to walk the planet
With one thought you vanish
Like the court remanded
You on the ave with your weak mans frontin'
When you see my niggas comin'
(You don't want it)
My nigga Biggie must have prophesized
When he said somebody got to die
I'm like the jackal
When I attack you die from gat wounds
Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth
Life's a bitch, I'm the pimp
You owe mad dues to
I proved you weak, you ride dick to eat
You ain't real, ill, or prepared to kill
Man you better chill
You could get it for real
I live this life of gangstas
Ever second it's changin'
The enemy is rarely a stranger
The treachery in the heart
Cemented jealousy's best friend
That's the reason felonies will never end
How you feel is mutual
I don't fear retaliation
I'm shootin' you
This is a mere evaluation
I do what you to scared to do
Motherfucker I'm prepared, you don't
Want it nigga
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga it's on
Yo, y'all niggas don't know the art of war
Now you dyin' and my gun'll keep
Burstin' 'til your mama cryin'
I'm defying your whole crew
Y'all niggas weak
It could be on officially, if you had heart
Nigga your overrated, props old decaying
Not known for sprayin'
What the fuck you sayin'
Your crew fell, you jeal'
Cuz mine doin' it
Yo quit the jealousy, let's get the felonies
My niggas sellin' keys
Your niggas sellin' dreams
Your plans ain't precise
You need better schemes
Cuz yo, I ain't tryin to lose another nigga
And if so enough blood'll spill
To fill a river
And I'll part the Red Sea like Moses' staff
And smite my enemies, despite the penalties
You could live like kings
But die from injuries
You about to be a memory nigga
(You don't want it)
I don't hate you, I despise you
I call you cocksucker, cuz it describes you
I know you wish you had a real crew
Like I do niggas'll send shots and get
Props like my crew
Look at you nigga, you had status
Most of that vanished
Y'all niggas has been, addicts
Unestablished what the fuck happened? You
Had the block clickin'
Now you in denial, y'all are finished
You opposition, but you no competition
To my niggas with heaters yo
We not feelin' you either, what
You wanna talk violent
But sing peaceful solution
I stalk silent, when I precede execution
Taught by the
Realest niggas to walk the planet
With one thought you vanish
Like the court remanded
You on the ave with your weak mans frontin'
When you see my niggas comin'
(You don't want it)
My nigga Biggie must have prophesized
When he said somebody got to die
I'm like the jackal
When I attack you die from gat wounds
Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth
Life's a bitch, I'm the pimp
You owe mad dues to
I proved you weak, you ride dick to eat
You ain't real, ill, or prepared to kill
Man you better chill
You could get it for real
I live this life of gangstas
Ever second it's changin'
The enemy is rarely a stranger
The treachery in the heart
Cemented jealousy's best friend
That's the reason felonies will never end
How you feel is mutual
I don't fear retaliation
I'm shootin' you
This is a mere evaluation
I do what you to scared to do
Motherfucker I'm prepared, you don't
Want it nigga