Cormega - The True Meaning Lyrics
(Girls singing chorus X2)Out there, (out there, out there)In the street you know, (in the street you know)I'm strugglin', (strugglin')Trying to survive...(Verse 1)People feeling me pain, a mental bond sharedBeen thru so many struggles only to persevareRemember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was nearThat's when that money doubled, then we purchased gearNow wasn't worth my trouble, it was my first carrierThe only life I knew, there's no regrets or fearsYo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tearFor my niggas who walkin' up heaven stairsI met men in penitentiariesWho bent down so long they barely missed the streetIf you real hold your own son, lay your lawMy inner visions are revealed so I say no moreMy man said it ain't a game so I play no moreWhether you rap or bust gats, lay your law***** that, If you touch crack save up, your storyCan be reduced to jail suits and war storiesMy pens speaks words my mouth enviesI'm hoping holy water can cleanse meD's wanted to apprehend meIf I affected your life in any way trifeWhen I was doing crime forgive me(Chorus X2)(Verse 2)Exquisitely I writeTales of hand to hand sales which cause three to lifeWhen all else fails some people seek Jesus ChristSome relax to the seductive mystique of the pipeAnd be back inside the same cell they leftIt's sort of like hell or deathExcept we still here breathin' in the flesh recieving respectYet, being stressed cus we threats to societySolutions are real, problems are in varietiesI try to be, thinking of ways to get paidMy realness engraved from the cradle to the graveMega, thug for everMy departure from drugs could neverSever what I learned, all respect I earnedYo my status alone surpasses your ownKnown for blastin' my chromeAnd have on my ownNiggas fradulent, I wish there was a law againstThe sort of shit these rappers talk and never even thought existWhen I was young I used to, huslte for Jordan kicksAs I matured I did it for a brickBe cautions is the price is up and down like the New York ??I got O.G. respect and a new four fifth, cus...(Chorus X3)
