Cormega - Therapy

Visit Me : http://www.myspace.com/theycal... SongLyrics:To ease the mind I analyze between lines I vandalizeWith rhymes, when I recite I hold the mic like a nineI design like a composerBlow you like a soldierVocal mind? with the smoothness, move with composureGrab a mic n' set it like I'm wettin' su'n' with my heaterMC's get wet cuz they be sweatin my procedureCrimes I design remove stressLike buddah bless in the projects I choose to repMy complex like geometry, blessed like ganja beIf I die, live niggaz gunshots'll honor meProperly, I be droppin these lime life philosophiesCriminology, it's just a ghetto nigga prophecyI got to be laid back, empower propertySports cars, dogs, and a yard lots of treesQuite possibly I might even chop a ki'Cuz even when I chill the D's are still clockin' meRookies on their fours havin' wet dreams of knockin' meSee me jumpin' out the mean Lex, a street odysseySo vex they follow me son, my policy, here to make minessorta like rhyme is a robbery, I take minesThere ain't a mother fucka stoppin' meRhymes like these, leave ya' mind at ease(*scratching*)Just...Just. .Just...Just....Just listen to the man on the micI'm sagittarius, the archer, live breed,Dimes leave keys to they apartmentI snipe mc's like a marksmanHeat of a arsonAnd I'll freeze ya' mind like a breeze from the ArcticSeize like the narcstersWhen on stage I feel weak, you breathe out ya' nostrilsYou seek enlightment you can be my discipleSon I don't wanna be in Queens house with my booStressed out because case supreme might indict youI do what I got to do survive I've slung jums n' bottlesTouched blood money, bust guns with hollowsA man child command crowds in smooth apparelWrite quite elustrious n' live like a pharaohMy destiny's to spread my wings like a sparrowMy pen's addicted to men who've been convictedEvery housin' projects I've repped the realnessSon I sit down with convicts, deal wit' killers, chill wit' dealersI ain't really feelin' niggaz rhymes these daysI coincide each phrase to write so deep my line's engravedLike a gemstar inside a plateI'm tryin to live cuz I'mma die one dayIf Crime don't payMy currency's defined off the rhymes I sayI'mma po-et due to my respect of Bigs' assassinationI rep NYC with no kingly aspirationMy feet stand on pavement once felt by Perry Mason'Cuz self-preservation is the first law of natureI clutch a M-I-C while semi- squeezeRhymes like these, leave ya' mind at ease(*scratching*) Just...Just...Just...JustListe ...Just...Listen...Listen...Just...Listen to the man on themic...Just...Just listen...Just listen...Just...Listen to the man on themic...Listen...Listen...Listen to the man on the mic (*end scratch*)

Channel: Music
Uploaded: November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am
Author: ScarfaceTheBoss

Length: 03:06
Rating: 4.91
Views: 40594

Tags: cormega  hip  hiphop  hop  meanin  therapy  true  

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