Dirty Game Lyrics - Singles - Cormega

Yeah 

Know what I'm sayin' Premo' 

Tell these niggas about my life know what I mean 

It's been a crazy, crazy journey for me, know what I mean 

I spend my days in a steel cage 

Where brothers feel rage 

And get real with razor blades 

in ill ways so when my cell close 

my brain cells expose 

and my pen excels to a part of hell froze 

Inside of me was tellin' me to stay out 

Reality was tellin' me that if I find a way out 

I had to stay out 

Plans I had to lay out 

In order to elevate from my identity 

mentally accelerate 

I seen a lot of men break down 

Being an inmate 

Now I realize I couldn't make the same mistakes 

It was real being concealed in steel gates 

Where brothers who feel hate against a another race 

Which only indicates a snake mentality 

These are my days of reality 

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Hook: 

The streets is a dirty game 

My heart's still home in the streets 

It's a damn shame 

The streets is a dirty game 

but niggas stay strapped in the hood 

It's a damn shame 

The streets is a dirty game 

My heart's still home in the streets they still callin' 

It's a damn shame 

The streets is a dirty game 

but niggas stay strapped in the hood 

It's a damn shame 

The streets is a dirty game 

My heart's still home in the streets 

Photos 

Often I think of my people the board denied they freedom, a mirage 

Disappearing before our eyes 

We were born to strife 

Now living in courts decide 

Missing their children we can feel it when our mommas cry 

We was hustlin' but would the jury find me guilty? 

They seen us strugglin' 

Doing what we have to do to ease the sufferin' 

We know its wrong but so was havin' us freezin' 

Left the stove on wearing our sneakers until the soles are gone 

We constantly holdin' on, being broke 

And hopin our phone is our only escape 

And when our favorite TV shows is on shots ringin' echo in the ear before the cops came kids was everywhere 

and women cryin niggas going to jail 

A mothers eyes fill with tears as she nears 

Realizing he's surviving she exhales like Angela Bassett 

I'm a poet amongst slums, crimes, and crack addicts 

Hook 

I live a lonely existence 

Lately I've become a mathematician 

As I divide my friends with phony niggas I confide in God 

As for sins may he forgive 'em 

If you have dreams they can be achieved never give up 

Look at me once a convicted felon 

Once addicted to sellin' 

The substance which corrupted many men in my era 

I stood in awe at the dope fiends 

Drove by those caught in the coke game 

Some proper some locked up some sold claim 

The main team wanted the shine 

Streets so alive I felt the air breathe 

Not only did I misplace time 

I could remember as an inmate 

At midstate I stayed in the law library 

Some chose to lift weight, fine 

As if they content with they time 

They strip us at the visit 

Limit our education 

Ridicule us niggas 

modern enslavement 

Even though I'm out of the cages 

I'm the voice of the soldier in the yard with the banger