Make It Clear

Make It Clear （）-Cormega
Id rather face the sky in the Caymans
Than face indictments of heavy
When taking lightly aint the way I take my rhyming
Maybe its fate that drives me
Greatness I seek may never be achieved till the day that I cease
I think of my peeps either in the grave or the pen
Or on the block pushing that rock like Payton to Kemp
I gave you a glimpse of the way we exist my book of life
So full of anguish pages I skip I write with a radiant wrist
The nights is the way that I spit so much crack
I gave you a brick
And expected youd question the weight of my sh*t
Its so real you smell the stench of elevators with piss in
Feel the palm sweat from pumping all day on the bench
I see fake niggas embrace men they say the resent
They hear the door hit the floor Im straight off the hinges
Food for thought a lot of niggas ate off my strength
Now they thirst my deep dishes deep dishes keep wishes
Sleep isnt a trait of street niggas live off strength
Yet a strong case could break a weak ni**a
See its different when facing adversity mys
And deep lyrics became realer from gained wisdom
Im here to play the hand that Im dealt
I suggest you do the same these words are heart felt
I lay it our clear ya niggas better use it
All eyes on us and we keeping it live
Im here to play the hand that Im dealt
I suggest you do the same these words are heart felt
I lay it our clear ya niggas better use it
All eyes on us and we keepingit live
Born and raised where real niggas are legendary
Some are present others in state pens and cemeteries
Niggas be struggling so hustling is necessary
Unless you got a mean jump shot
I seen niggas nice at ball pump rock
And not get drafted in the NBA
They laying up in a casket
Every rhyme I say is classic
Like episodes of Sanford and Son
At my man crib where we had the stash hid
Right next to the gat with the red light
Feds might be listening hoping that my sh*t aint air tight yeah right
Imma shine Im the street personified
Niggas aint built to see the ill grief and homicide
Real recognize real fake cant relate to how I feel
I could say names but Imma chill yo we dreamed to beat poverty
When Benny Blanko pop Carlito I shot the screen
Ive got to be one of the realest niggas
I talk it cause I lived it from the kitchen
With the raw to the courtroom sentence to the dorm holding
The horn rocking fila slippers thoughts
Will never end unless its what I intended
Im here to play the hand that Im dealt
I suggest you do the same these words are heart felt
I lay it our clear ya niggas better use it
All eyes on us and we keeping it live
Im here to play the hand that Im dealt
I suggest you do the same these words are heart felt
I lay it our clear ya niggas better use it
All eyes on us and we keeping it live