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cormega - d.u. (divine unity) lyrics

[verse 1: nature]
yo.. yo.. yo
typing my life on a blackberry keypad
n-gga from the street
n-gga get the street feedback
n-gga pitching crack
n-gga could have won a cy young
so i attack ’cause the good n-ggas die young
i never try n-gga all i do is triumph
weed in my hand, n-gga, david and goliath
praying to god the oil spills will dry up
while we looking for millionaires to tie up
me and mega so close we like twins, n-gga
reporting news like it’s 1010 wins
around the way big w-ll–s going mia
and i ain’t talking about florida, bodies decay
when i be drunk never stumbling on that pink rosé
keep at least a shooter with me that won’t think to aim
and when the smoke clears you get it the worst way
rest in peace all of y’all
i’ma get the shirts made, motherf-ckers

[verse 2: cormega]
sometimes it seems like there’s no more real n-ggas
so-called real n-ggas told on real n-ggas
had sh-t sewn, parole-holds hem n-ggas
ain’t green with envy, that’s state greens they still bidding
in the beast’s abdomen, sleep is hazardous
when you share air with dealers, fiends and savages
freedom is every n-gga dream even when life challenges
i’d rather be here than eating three squares and circle in the yard
as a man it hurts you even more to know
before a visit they search a n-gga moms
or thinking who’s sleeping with your girl in his arms
out of sight, out of mind, it’s like the world disregards you
this is food for thought, never will i starve you
lies mean nothing ever since i found truth
i stay clear of snakeheads with venomous thoughts
poison your mind, resist if you’re mentally strong

[intermezzo]
if we had more unity out here man, we’d be unstopable
like n0body, n0body in the world could f-ck with us
i don’t think anybody know that though

[verse 3: nature]
under the seven train by the magazine store
rikers island bus stop, n-ggas get the queens tour
starting with the hood bulletproof the whole city up
dirty money on the table, n-ggas try to willie up
some n-ggas testify, walk the streets petrified
paranoid n-ggas stay smoking on them pesticides
i never lie, use gunshots to rectify
two wrongs don’t make it right, n-gga, better change your life

[verse 4: cormega]
you know how i give it up
replace hate with the love
death comes to all
might as well live it up
every man has a purpose, i’m here to crush the mic
it’s addictive, when i’m near it i feel a rush
the same faces that frown when a n-gga up
smile when a n-gga down
that’s what they really want
to throw salt in the wound, i’m in the cut
i lost more grams cooking up than they picking up

- cormega lyrics

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