Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Unforgiven, artist - Cormega. Album song The Realness, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.07.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Aura
Song language: English
Unforgiven |
| Yo, I’m contemplatin' |
| My soul is in a custody fight with God and Satan |
| The rap or crack, 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 you 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 fear shit nigga, fuck 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 bitch 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 |
| Y’all niggas better duck when you fuck with me Trust is a 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 turned kids to orphans 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 shit established, strugglin’your hustlin’skills are average |
| Look and learn bitch, 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 fucked up, but it’s just the thought I got cliques |
| That go through brick and whips customized motherfucker |
| I get money, sit on bricks and twenties |
| Niggas ain’t takin’shit from me |