Cormega - Introspective Lyrics
[Cormega]I killed her with +The Realness+ now I'm bringin her lifePrestige is an illusion people tend to lose sightI will always be Cory, youngest child of DorothyMy brown eyes mirrors the pure ferocityI slung the E, held my first heat with curiousitySlept with it, rep with it, streets empower meI came from curses, cuffs, and suede PumasTo painting slums as visual as James Evans Jr.I became a criminal when few though I wasn'tMy shot wounds, my birthmarks a thug injusticeAnd with the ???The quarters not working I question my purpose in lifeIt must be to write, son I'm very determinedI child of the ghetto like a very young ShermanBread not moldin, the chosen upholdingunwritten laws of those behind walls closed in, picture me rollinbut don't look at me differently on the strengh that I'm holdinThis is Mega you never heard my chain got stolenI pitch like Randy JohnsonDudes needed work I assist like Magic JohnsonBefore rap my name was ringing in the projectsWe took the block and props of every gram cookedThe rap game a change gon' come like Sam CookAnd Big didn't give the crown up and this meanshis unwilling departure still makes him kingCor-mega, will forever still born in Bedstuy, never ran never willMy life is very real a tribeam couldn't measure my skillor +True Meaning+ who wanna bring it, I'm right here...
