Lyrics:
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
passion so raw make us say things so wrong
When it was done I begun the journey to the man I must become
While also trying to live it up, I'm young
how I get these mills
And still live like a stoner
No other way, I get a 100k from each promoter
Or more than that, hold up
Money long it don't fold up
Sloppy Joe's, bulk waffles
Got caught picking my nose, ah
Look over see these two hot ho-
Finger still up one of my nostrils
Right next to 'em stuck
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
is great
Instead of getting something thats fake
All these lessons is crazy
Where you from right here
They think Im doing something wrong
So focus
attacking people who think different than you
Try to understand that we were all created equal!
And are endowed by unalienable rights that of which is liberty
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
I'm on live right now with
My fans right now, kickin' shit
Dog keep makin' noise
I'm finna kick the bitch
The weed I smoke expensive as shit
Truffles
real we don't fuck wit No fake friends
We don't live by the rules we just break em
They be dogs but no we never chase em
We boss up on these niggas
it
Plenty of times I been wrong
Thought I was led by the spirit
You can keep the pride dawg
A lot y'all been tweaking I'm just happy I'm alive dawg
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
I pushed the most
So she jumped right off the boat
She ain't wrong she had to go
I get it though
I been alone
Check myself in I changed the goal,
Like Malcolm said it I gotta get it by any means
Coming from a place gunshots wake you up out your sleep
Trying to make it global its niggas dying
Like a screen pass
The straps hang off of the arm
Like it's a lean bag and I can box
This right hand'll lean Cass'
I take him back to the early 2000's
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
way we all ain't got to make them (do it)
Take them words I put off in this song (do it)
Live your life by it, nigga take your chance,
you on your own
of danger even
Though we live in a world infinitely safer
And more predictable than
Anything our ancestors knew with their help
Our anxieties have only
:Joe: It was your loving, baby (x2)
(Bridge) Without your love is like,
The day is night
And I can't figure out
What's wrong or right.
I
(Wanda Jackson)
Right or wrong I'll be with you
I'll do what you ask me to
For I believe that I belong by your side
Right or wrong.
Right or wrong
the voices in your head scream "do the wrong thing"
Do the wrong thing
Do the wrong thing, baby
Do the wrong thing
When the right thing's hazy
Do the wrong
Jackson's you should have listened to your dad
But if you're lucky and quick to act
You just might escape with your virginity intact
Right before bed
Cut you up all apologies revoking
My sign
Proceed with caution when approaching
It's that shit you on
What's that shit you on
Whether right or wrong
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