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Cormega - You Don`t Want It

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[Cormega]
Yo, guerilla war nigga, what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga, what what
Guerilla war nigga
It`s on

[Cormega]
Yo, y`all niggas don`t know the art of war
Now you dyin` and my gun`ll keep burstin` `til your mama cryin`
I`m defying your whole crew, y`all niggas weak
It could be on officially if you had heart
Nigga your overrated, props old decaying
Not known for sprayin`, what the fuck you sayin`
Your crew fell, you jeal`, cuz mine doin` it
Yo quit the jealousy, let`s get the felonies
My niggas sellin` keys, your niggas sellin` dreams
Your plans ain`t precise, you need better schemes
Cuz yo, I ain`t tryin to lose another nigga
And if so enough blood is spilt to fill a river
And I`ll part the Red Sea like Moses dad
And smite my enemies despite the penalties
You could live like kings, but die from injuries
You about to be a memory nigga (You don`t want it!)
I don`t hate you, I despise you
I call you cocksucker, cuz it describes you
I know you wish you had a real crew, like I do
Niggas`ll send shots and get props like my crew
Look at you nigga, you had status, most of that vanished
Y`all niggas has been, addicts, unestablished
What the fuck happened? You had the block clickin`
Now you in denial, y`all are finished
You out position, but you no competition
To my niggas with heaters yo, we not feelin` you either, what
You wanna talk violent, but Sig P.`s for solution
I stalk silent, when I precede execution
Taught by the, realest niggas to walk the planet
With one thought you vanish, like the corp remanded
You on the ave with your weak mans frontin`
When you see my niggas comin` (You don`t want it!)
My nigga Biggie must have prophesized
When he said somebody got to die
I`m like the jackal, when I attack you die from gat wounds
Frank Nitty couldn`t do it that smooth
Life`s a bitch, I`m the pimp, you own Mad Duke`s crew
I proved you weak, you ride dick to eat
You ain`t real, ill, or prepared to kill
Man you better chill, you could get it for real
I live this life of gangstas, ever second it`s changin`
The enemy is rarely a stranger
The treachery in the heart cemented jealousy`s best friend
That`s the reason felonies will never end
How you feel is mutual, I don`t fear retaliation, I`m shootin` you
This is a mere evaluation, I do what you to scared to do
Motherfucker I`m prepared, you don`t, want it nigga

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