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Something you should know about Get Out My Way Lyrics Title: Cormega - Get Out My Way lyrics Artist: Cormega Lyrics Visitors: 279 visitors have hited Get Out My Way Lyrics since May 27, 2008. [Verse 1] Even though mad niggas hate it I remain the most anticipated those glad a nigga made it bast your Nickel-plateds and salute the realness, 'cause mad niggas fake it when I peel hit the floor I conceal bricks so raw I got the sickest Six-Four you ever seen I saw and conquered when it's on and poppin' my Dogs are barkin' to eat food, my enemies feel heat like Purico some suggest they're equal lyrically I'm like a Desert Eagle mentally I measure Kilos physically I'm compared to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal the crowned Prince my underground shit you don't fuck around wit' I move pies and fire loud shit I'm in the tunnel with the crowd nigga fuck V.I.P where Brooklyn go crazy when you bump B.I.G. and Queens feel it when you pump that Mobb Deep that Jay-Z and Nas beef doesn't involve me I'm sorry, legal hustle, Infamous affiliated last rapper to test me I humiliated and for your information the jewels ain't rented from Jacob when I move I leave a dent in the pavement my name ring in jail and not for givin' no statement that type of foulness consider it flagrant O.T., give me a brick and see I'm gifted as Masons I'm the realness, you spittin' that fake shit life's a bitch, I'ma take her on an expensive vacation if it's on I'm the Reaper with the glistenin' bracelet sleepers awakened screamin' like they seen Satan word to Christ I need paper, keep the fake love a fake thug couldn't sell a rock on the block I was raised on huh?! [Chorus] Get out my way, gimmie mine or I'ma take whats yours make love war, spray up doors Get out my way, you industry, we in the street wit' the heat pickin' weight up raw Get out my way, stop screamin' what set you rep if you don't come around the way no more Get out my way, who want what, say no more Matter fact that chain off Dog. [Verse 2] I gave niggas enough time - to front I'm a beast on the street like crushed white you can't be me, close your eyes, you can't see me I'm the phantom in your concience the shadow in the darkness savage when I write, I'm heartless I'm iller than you, realer than you still with more Killers than you it's mandatory, I'm self explanatory don't front on me, you didn't have cash before me I'm the essence you don't gotta like it, respect it like the ice on my necklace and the fact I'm supplyin' connections if you rhyme ill I'm the sickness that caused it, you thought you'd assume my position I be hustlin', bubblin', gettin' money causin' blind rage with the Twenties y'all niggas is funny like Martin Lawrence we out before the Narcs get on us my life wasn't written, yours was, you livin' a lie I'm dealin' wit' pies, all feelings aside my enemies kneel when I rise the realness in my eyes from blood, sweat, and tears I cried I got friends who died before they got to see me shine how dare you compare your weak CD to mine or think you could see me with rhymes easily I'm, nicer than you and all your peoples combined. Chorus Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Maybe you are looking for: Cormega - Get Out My Way Lyrics for mp3 Cormega - Get Out My Way Lyric Cormega - Get Out My Way Letras Cormega - Get Out My Way Songtexte Cormega - Get Out My Way Lyrique Cormega - Get Out My Way Testo Cormega - Get Out My Way Referencias Tips to look for free audio clips (Don't use those tips to download illegally. To buy music is always the best way to support your idols) |
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