Testaments Lyrics - Cormega

background: "For the rest of my life" 

Intro: 

Yo a man don't got nothing to die for ain't worth living 

youknowhatI'msayin? Yo I do this shit for niggas in jail cells, niggas on 

the corners hustlin'. YouknowhatI'msayin? I do this shit from the heart 

man. 

Verse 1: 

Yo I write rhymes for Beemers, Rovers overachievers 

O.G.s and young thugs wanna hold heaters 

One love real niggas not gettin' out to make a deal nigga 

I leave a nigga head numb like Bill Snivers 

Figure me out my duns pillin' Infinities out 

I'm on some real shit blowin' my enemies out 

If there's a thrown touchin' it I don't condone 

Pac and Biggie rule forever don't get it confused, never 

My testamony will be death to a phoney MC 

You wanna impress me show me a key 

Or I suggest we manifest this a drug deal test 

Put your coke in the water solidify the rest yeah 

Never question this poetry I'm manifestin' this 

Graffitti scriptured my mind paints an easy picture 

Analyse every line my scene will vandalise 

Mega Montana handle mine yo at night I use to fantasize 

Triple beam scheme banana five yo my pen keep the plan alive 

I went from misdate to big H my niggas know I keep the shit straight 

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Cormega talking: 

Yeah ya know testaments it's like uncuut raw dope you know? Bag this up 

ship this to ever hood knowhatI'msayin' son? You pump this on your block 

this is where I stand for my clinetel you know? Then after that we have 'em 

make distribution of this, word. 

Verse 2: 

Yo I need stacks of green either rap or cracks to fiends 

It's mad trife I seen enditments trap my team 

Yo deep thoughts supreme courts decievin' me 

Trapped in the belly like the beast was conceiving me 

Thug status yo son I'm above average 

When it's time for you to die does love matter? 

You ain't sharing nothing payin' that and on bail weighing nothing on scale 

Nigga you stay frontin' me I got plans like niggas who chop grams 

See when I eat my niggas eat 

See you wouldn't understand I'm too real for you 

What you dream I live and breath which means 

Don't make me have to kill you play the game 

See real niggas stay the same 

Y'all niggas scarred to play our change 

Cause y'all forgot the streets where ya came 

Shit is real yeah my words sound forbidden still 

I write lines for niggas still I wipe dimes who livin' ill 

I represent excellence my minds and I my third eye a extra clip yet to spit 

So never questioned it poetry I'm manifestin' it 

Graffitti filled testament 

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Cormega talking: 

Yeah motherf**kers to east to west the money green on your side the money 

green on my side. (ha ha) Let's get it, get it together. Nawmean? That's my 

testament. That's what I stand for. Either with me or against me. I'm out