Текст (слова) песни: Cormega - Built for This

It`s time to separate the rookies from vets
Pussies from threats, truth and lies
Supplies from dealers and death
Im feeling this, I`m young and ruthless
Status unmatched undisputed, some assuming
My destiny to rep these streets
I`M BUILT FOR THIS
The will is too strong
Feel this numb from dealing too long
Its real count ya friends when you on
My pen is visual I`m real, men are miserable
I feel the tension growing
You hold a grudge, a 45 with infra holding no love
Hungry like my ribs are showing, as if you didn`t notice
I spit the potent, uncut raw my mind is pure ferocious
Like a shark I tear you open cut you blood in my ocean
My pen it ghost people, like dope needles
When I rhyme theres no equal
The flow will freeze you, like medusa stair I`m so lethal
Obvious I`m a vill, with odds against me
Like Rasheed Wallace its hard to stick me
I`M BUILT FOR THIS
In the street, I`m powerful if shit gets dirty
30-30 clips will shower, you exist cause I allow you to live
I concord you, I kinda knew you was weak
I can see how cowards do
I write epic facing a scholar, question my life expectant
My essence is getting money, my oral life, Lexus
On the mic I`m relentlence, prosude the perfection
Ya new connect for pure, uncut raw - what
I caught a rush when ever my palms clutch a gun, pen or a ki
Or a dyme satisfy my every need
I write rhymes with killer instinct, yet to find a nigga iller then me
Some smile at my face, yet they still against me
I ??? the fake, never sleep or denie death for waste
Or compisate in the presence of snakes
When & where and time I`m measuring weight
You destine to think or where does he get this paper, son we nearly extinct
I realized that when burring spank, the real will parish ya life
Conceal evidence my rhyme skill is exelent
M - for the man
E - executioner
G - get money
A - all my niggas movin up
I`M BUILT FOR THIS
For real its in me, like R. K ill make you feel the big heat
The illest is me, the drug dealer empties semi-auto I conceal on these streets
To uphold the kiss of death and try to deal ki`s and snort blow
You cant replace me
I live the rhyme I visualize, you aint real I see it in ya eyes
I spit nines, weight coke on scales thats digitalized
The realness I live and die, the streets I impitalize the trife life
I rock juels with ice, verbally I bruise mics
Mega live it I`m ghetto, my shit is chromed out
Give me a pen and watch a nigga zone out
I can`t believe the shit I spit is from my own mouth

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