Testaments lyrics

Artist  : Cormega 
Song : Testaments



 Send "Testaments" Ringtone to your Cell 

 background: "For the rest of my
life"



Intro:

Yo a man don't got nothing to die for ain't worth
living

youknowhatI'msayin? Yo I do this shit for niggas
in jail cells, niggas on

the corners hustlin'. YouknowhatI'msayin? I do
this shit from the heart

man.



Verse 1:

Yo I write rhymes for Beemers, Rovers
overachievers

O.G.s and young thugs wanna hold heaters

One love real niggas not gettin' out to make a
deal nigga

I leave a nigga head numb like Bill Snivers

Figure me out my duns pillin' Infinities out

I'm on some real shit blowin' my enemies out

If there's a thrown touchin' it I don't condone


Pocket Biggie rule forever don't get it confused,
never

My testamony will be death to a phoney MC

You wanna impress me show me a key

Or I suggest we manifest this a drug deal test


Put your coke in the water solidify the rest
yeah

Never question this poetry I'm manifestin' this


Graffitti scriptured my mind paints an easy
picture 

Analyse every line my scene will vandalise

Mega Montana handle mine yo at night I use to
fantasize

Triple beam scheme banana five yo my pen keep the
plan alive

I went from misdate to big H my niggas know I
keep the shit straight



Cormega talking:

Yeah ya know testaments it's like uncuut raw dope
you know? Bag this up

ship this to ever hood knowhatI'msayin' son? You
pump this on your block

this is where I stand for my clinetel you know?
Then after that we have 'em

make distribution of this, word.



Verse 2:

Yo I need stacks of green either rap or cracks to
fiends 

It's mad trife I seen enditments trap my team

Yo deep thoughts supreme courts decievin' me

Trapped in the belly like the beast was
conceiving me

Thug status yo son I'm above average

When it's time for you to die does love
matter?

You ain't sharing nothing payin' that and on bail
weighing nothing on scale

Nigga you stay frontin' me I got plans like
niggas who chop grams

See when I eat my niggas  eat

See you wouldn't understand I'm too real for you


What you dream I live and breath which means

Don't make me have to kill you play the game 

See real niggas stay the same

Y'all niggas scarred to play our change 

Cause y'all forgot the streets where ya came

Shit is real yeah my words sound forbidden still


I write lines for niggas still I wipe dimes who
livin' ill

I represent excellence my minds and I my third
eye a extra clip yet to spit

So never questioned it poetry I'm manifestin'
it

Graffitti filled testament



Cormega talking:

Yeah motherfuckers to east to west the money
green on your side the money

green on my side. (ha ha) Let's get it, get it
together. Nawmean? That's my

testament. That's what I stand for. Either with
me or against me. I'm out