Cormega - D.U. (Divine Unity) lyrics

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Cormega - D.U. (Divine Unity) lyrics

[Verse 1: Nature] Typing my life on a Blackberry keypad n***a from the street n***a get the street feedback n***a pitching crack n***a could have won a Cy Young So I attack cause the good n***as die young I never try n***a all I do is triumph Weed in my hand n***a 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***a Reporting news like it's 1010 Wins Around the way Big Willy's going MIA And I ain't talking about Florida, bodies decay When I be drunk never stumbling on that pink rosé [?] police are shootin' 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'm a get the shirts made, motherf**ers [Verse 2: Cormega] Sometimes it seems like there's no more real n***as So-called real n***as told on real n***as Had sh** sewn, parole-holds hem n***as Ain't green with envy that's state greens they still biddin' In the beast's abdomen sleep is hazardous When you share air with dealers, fiends and savages Freedom is every n***a 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***a mom's 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 nobody, nobody in the world could f** 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***as get the Queens tour Starting with the hood bulletproof the whole city up Dirty money on the table n***as try to willy up Some n***as testify, walk the streets petrified Paranoid n***as stay smoking on them pesticides I never lie, use gunshots to rectify Two wrongs don't make it right n***a better change your life [Verse 4: Cormega] You know how I give it up Replace hate with the love d**h 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***a up Smile when a n***a 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

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