The True Meaning Lyrics - Cormega

(Girls singing chorus X2) 

Out there, (out there, out there) 

In the street you know, (in the street you know) 

I'm strugglin', (strugglin') 

Trying to survive... 

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(Verse 1) 

People feeling my pain, a mental bond shared 

Been through so many struggles only to persevere 

Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near 

That's when that money doubled, then we purchased gear 

Now was it worth my trouble? It was my first career 

The only life I knew, there's no regrets or fears 

Yo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear 

For my niggas who walkin' up heaven stairs 

I met men in penitentiaries 

Who been down so long they barely miss the street 

If you real hold your own son, lay your law 

My inner visions are revealed so I say no more 

My man said it ain't a game so I play no more 

Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law 

Fuck that, If you touch crack save up, your story 

Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories 

Keep the way my pen speaks words my mouth envy 

I'm hoping holy water could cleanse me 

D's wanted to apprehend me 

If I affected your life in any way trife 

When I was doing crime forgive me 

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(Chorus X2) 

(Verse 2) 

Exquisitely I write 

Tales of hand to hand sales which cause three to life 

When all else fails some people seek Jesus Christ 

Some relax to the seductive mystique of the pipe 

And be back inside the same cell they left 

It's sort of like hell or death 

Except we still here breathin' in the flesh receiving respect 

Yet, being stressed cus we threats to society 

Solutions are real, problems are in varieties 

I try to be, thinking of ways to get paid 

My realness engraved from the cradle to the grave 

Mega, thug for ever 

My departure from drugs could never 

Sever what I learned, or respect I earned 

Yo my status alone surpasses your own 

Known for blastin' my chrome 

And have on my own 

Niggas fradulent, I wish there was a law against 

The sort of shit these rappers talk and never even thought exist 

When I was young I used to, huslte for Jordan kicks 

As I matured I did it for a brick 

Be cautionious the price is up and down like the New York Knicks 

I got O.G. respect and a new four fifth, cus... 

(Chorus X3)