X-Cormega

X - Cormega Intro: Yeah you kow what time it is A-yo Mega Montana drama is my cod of honor F**k a vest I wear my coat of armor I'm a ghetto soldier throwin' hollows In God we trust through the knowledge as follows My Firm multiple dollars I know you wish I was still in prision feeling sorrow Plans for tomorrow expand convict in a condo Ninja black Lexus yo check this I'm from the Bridge son I rep it And shine like my gold necklas in a reflection of a sinner perfected And manifested in the essence Who ever test this either hard to kill or live a death wish I bless this sh*t ni**a you hand to hand I'm plannin' my next flick Of Firm volume number on Flex sh*t Yeah ni**a be runnin' up the spot with mad sh*t get knocked Go to court for razorblade in they asses son I live the life of trifeness Ghetto nights and razorblades slicing the wife's sh*t Metal type hood fellow for life takin' mines like Tyson My work fare with death and inditment old timers are lightin' I started writtin' and become the trifest Ni**a in Queensbridge ended up on Rikors Seems sh*t was real as steel guage My enemies think individuals a cat witht an ill fate Yeah son you know how we do. My man Funkmaster Flex yo volume 2. It's real like that y'all.