(feat. Kira)



[Cormega]

I went to catchin' cases to buyin' cases of Don flyin' places

From metal bracelets, to diamond bracelets

From ghetto pavements, to hotter ways with

My own private acre, I'm movin' up like the Jeffersons

Drivin' spaceships, like the Jetsons, my mic

conseption is deep

Like my conseption, my life was tested, numerous times

Like Judas, the father's rudest child

Only a winner could lose with a smile, refusin' to bow

Even the critics of Cormega, enthusiast now

As well the SL-5, watch how the roof come down

When Sammy come through, you know how the crew get down

We no longer have to move bricks now

Rainy days are brighter when the jewels are out

And we only dealin' with people, showin' true love now

Dedicate to every one who grew up hard

Sky's the limit, reach for the stars



[Chorus: Kira]

I had to let it go, I had to let it start a change

It ain't, the same no more, no more, no it ain't

Harder times has gone away, say goodbye to heartaches

Livin' in the ghetto... livin' in the ghetto



[Cormega]

I got a daughter to raise, I thought that the game was honorable

Til Porter was slain, when Magic and Jordan were playin'

Ballers were famous, they aura made us, hug corners daily

Similar to the fiends we serve daily

No more sleepin', my eyes, son, I see the world clearly

Whether the projects depths, or the seed of a six series

As I breeze through the city, rockin' Annie Vezel and Pennies

I realize people who feel me, are the reason, I mean it sincerely

I can never lose the love of the streets, that endeared me

Throughout my adoloscent years, slingin' packs daily

Reminiscin' people who cash yearly

While starin' at pictures, wishin' they was here with me

Like my mans who kept it real with me

We been through hard times, now we sittin' in hard rides

We ain't hard to find, we either

At the crab, going hard in Live

Or on the block, chillin' right outside



[Chorus]



[Cormega]

Sometimes I sit inside my residence, and I just think

Of my life, and the situations I might face

Ain't too many real niggaz, is my kind extinct?

I'm alive, yet a part of me, died with Spank

I'm still in the game, relentless when my pen hits

The paper with a vengeance, the essence of the ghetto

I live it, the realness, straight out the street

Alotta schemes were laid down, children were leavin' playgrounds

Cuz dealer squeeze a tre' pound, uh

No m.c. could get in my area

Lyrically, few will ever meet the criteria

I'm clearly a superior breed, like a terriar

Right here in the streets, where rappers scared to come



[Chorus]