Unforgiven lyrics

Artist  : Cormega 
Song : Unforgiven



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 [Cormega]
Yo, I'm contemplatin'
My soul is in a custody fight with God and Satan
The rap or crap, I go hard for paper
Niggas ain't even as smart as Daja
And think they rockin' me to sleep or poppin' me
with heat
I don't even take them serious, I think you
envious
I feel it, I was born to deal bricks
And come through the hood in ill whips
The Realness, who you think you deal with
I don't fish sh*t nigga, f**k around and get hit
up
Ya blood stains the pavement like paint from a
portrait I painted
Ya moms seen the coffin and fainted
You swimmin' with the sharks and the water is
tainted
If you feel it in your heart (bring it)
My infrared beam is on ya head
My Desert Eagle severs people when I squeeze it
I measure keys, you smalltime, barely felony
Only bigtime with jealousy, my mind tellin' me
Fight like a mantis, you triflin' badgers wanna
see me in a casket
Stop dreamin, life's a bit*h I'm not leavin'
I'm not even, cheatin' on, or bring it on, so I
can start squeezin'

My nigga Biggie must have prophesized
When they said somebody got to die
 
My nigga Pac must have felt deception
When he asked nigga do you wanna ride or die

[Cormega]
Y'all niggas better duck when you f**k with me
Choices of luxury, I can't afford it, so I
prepare for war
I smear the wall two of ya mans with plans you
sweared were flawless
I turn kicks to offense and live with caution
You can't match the status, in a Jag with 10
crack commandments
Blazin', fake niggas can't stand it
I got sh*t established, strugglin' your hustlin'
skills are average
Look and learn bit*h, my cooker turn
A key to a key and a half, and he don't even use
a lot of heat on the glass
I surpass Nino, blast like Callito, die slow
Cuz Sass like to even up the side or blow
Like a nigga who need time on the phone, you get
it?
Forget it son, I'm in a zone, I'm a live nigga
When I decide niggas, must die, kiss ya loved
ones goodbye nigga
It's f**ked up, but it's just the thought I got
cliques
That go through brick and whips customized
motherf**ker
I get money, sit on bricks and twenties
Niggas ain't takin' sh*t from me