Tony Touch, Cormega - Cormega (Interlude) lyrics
[Tony Touch, Cormega - Cormega Interlude lyrics]
Yo, yeah shit is real right now
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Who the nigga, motherfuckin' Cormega
Queensbridge, that's QB
Uptown, Connecticut, niggas is settin it
Tone Touch, you just don't give a fuck
What nigga? Far Rock', Iraq, to Southside
Son we gon' show these niggas yo, yo, what?
Niggas recognize the method
I perfected rhymin
Rappers insecure, verbally I'm jeapordizin
Check the way that I be exercisin
My pen work for me for years
It's death-defyin (ooh)
You know the saga, the drama
The Queensbridge Kingpin, 'Mega Montana
To Touch I pledge allegiance
Drugs sold for many reasons
Some for prestige
Others they only way of eatin (no doubt)
My niggas pray to be in, a better life
We had plans to bag grams
And get ahead at night (what?)
I fuck with officialist
Thugs that hit you wit
Cop killer dum dum shit
Your whole shit is split
Livin this life, drippin in ice (uh)
Holdin my position like pimpin
Write a composition
Trife uhh I'm takin mines like
In Perry Mason times any attempt to stop me
(check this) you wastin times
I could blaze a nine or
Infilitrate the line between paper
Rhymes like solidified white rock
Shopped in eighty-nine
Rhyme for Beemers, Rovers, overachievers
Hold a heater to them other cultures
Who deceive us blunted on a wanted poster
With a golden millimeter
You think it ain't real? Check
Me on my next re-up, bEOTCH!
What nigga? Who could fuck with this?
What? Ha ha hah mobb Deep, C-N-N nigga, Shan
Nas nigga, Poet, Kamikaze, Killa Kid
Nature, what? Q-B nation nigga
Back together, haha
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Who the nigga, motherfuckin' Cormega
Queensbridge, that's QB
Uptown, Connecticut, niggas is settin it
Tone Touch, you just don't give a fuck
What nigga? Far Rock', Iraq, to Southside
Son we gon' show these niggas yo, yo, what?
Niggas recognize the method
I perfected rhymin
Rappers insecure, verbally I'm jeapordizin
Check the way that I be exercisin
My pen work for me for years
It's death-defyin (ooh)
You know the saga, the drama
The Queensbridge Kingpin, 'Mega Montana
To Touch I pledge allegiance
Drugs sold for many reasons
Some for prestige
Others they only way of eatin (no doubt)
My niggas pray to be in, a better life
We had plans to bag grams
And get ahead at night (what?)
I fuck with officialist
Thugs that hit you wit
Cop killer dum dum shit
Your whole shit is split
Livin this life, drippin in ice (uh)
Holdin my position like pimpin
Write a composition
Trife uhh I'm takin mines like
In Perry Mason times any attempt to stop me
(check this) you wastin times
I could blaze a nine or
Infilitrate the line between paper
Rhymes like solidified white rock
Shopped in eighty-nine
Rhyme for Beemers, Rovers, overachievers
Hold a heater to them other cultures
Who deceive us blunted on a wanted poster
With a golden millimeter
You think it ain't real? Check
Me on my next re-up, bEOTCH!
What nigga? Who could fuck with this?
What? Ha ha hah mobb Deep, C-N-N nigga, Shan
Nas nigga, Poet, Kamikaze, Killa Kid
Nature, what? Q-B nation nigga
Back together, haha