Cormega - You Don't Want It lyrics

[Cormega]

Yo, guerilla war nigga, what

Guerilla war nigga, what what

Guerilla war nigga, what what

Guerilla war nigga, what what

Guerilla war nigga

It's on

[Cormega]

Yo, y'all niggas don't know the art of war

Now you dyin' and my gun'll keep burstin' 'til your mama cryin'

I'm defying your whole crew, y'all niggas weak

It could be on officially if you had heart

Nigga your overrated, props old decaying

Not known for sprayin', what the fuck you sayin'

Your crew fell, you jeal', cuz mine doin' it

Yo quit the jealousy, let's get to felonies

My niggas sellin' keys, your niggas sellin' dreams

Your plans ain't precise, you need better schemes

Cuz yo, I ain't tryin to lose another nigga

And if so enough blood is spilt to fill a river

And I'll part the Red Sea like Moses' staff

And spite my enemies despite the penalties

You could live like kings, but die from injuries

You about to be a memory nigga (You don't want it!)

I don't hate you, I despise you

I call you cocksucker, cuz it describes you

I know you wish you had a real crew, like I do

Niggas who send shots and get props like my crew

Look at you nigga, you had status, most of that vanished

Y'all niggas has been, addicts, unestablished

What the fuck happened? You had the block clickin'

Now you in denial, y'all are finished

You opposition, but you no competition

To my niggas with heaters yo, we not feelin' you either, what

You wanna talk violent, but seek P's for solution

I stalk silent, when I precede execution

Taught by the, realest niggas to walk the planet

With one thought you vanish, like the court remanded

You on the ave with your weak mans frontin'

When you see my niggas comin' (You don't want it!)

My nigga Biggie must have prophesized

When he said somebody got to die

I'm like the jackal, when I attack you die from gat wounds

Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth

Life's a bitch, I'm the pimp, you owe Mad Duke's crew

I proved you weak, you ride dick to eat

You ain't real, ill, or prepared to kill

Man you better chill, you could get it for real

I live this life of gangstas, ever second is danger

The enemy is rarely a stranger

The treachery in the hearts of men is jealousy's best friend

That's the reason felonies will never end

How you feel is mutual, I don't fear retaliation, I'm shootin' you

This is a mere evaluation, I do what you to scared to do

Motherfucker I'm prepared, you don't, want it nigga