American Beauty Lyrics - Singles - Cormega

(Cormega) 

Yo, its night time I can't sleep 

My pens beggin' me to write rhymes 

Cory's a felony despite time 

I erase the urge on the tip of my tongue 

I taste the words a story is born, my glorious song 

Hip hop cannot ignore me for long 

I know her last man abused her, I can't refuse her 

Alotta niggas used her, treated her like shit even confused her 

She had class now she sellin it all for cash 

When Marley had her, her face was more pure body fatter 

Primo treated her good, made her the queen in my hood 

She used to be out in Queens with DMC 

And on the rooftp with Big, Fritz, and R.P. 

She was fly she kept her shit tight 

Yo if he didn't go to jail dun, she mighta been Slick Rick's wife 

Disappeared a few years, she was "Stranded On Death Row" 

Dre had her on anotha level in the west coast 

She met a lame with with a drug dealer name 

He had a lot for a while, then his whole style changed 

You know the wisdom is reflected the knowledge when its manifested 

If not fed in due time the mind is anerexic 

You understand the message 

I know I'm gettin to deep for some 

Rhyme -- Uncut raw, the beat numb 

Back to the subject in hand, I called her and said I miss her 

Stop fuckin with my fake crew cuz they dissed her 

Then along came the R, reminding her of her essence 

Rza said she like a sister blessin her with lessons 

She was stressed because she missed Pac 

She still crying after B.I.G. died askin 'when will this shit stop?' 

I love her like a mother, my physical path 

She even overlooked the fact about my criminal past 

And stayed with me in jail beyond gates visitors passed 

No longer is she lettin niggas fuck her just for cash 

Whats her name dun? *Echoed* 

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