Представляем точный текст композиции "Get Out My Way" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cormega . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Get Out My Way» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cormega передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cormega - "Get Out My Way"
Lyrics to Get Out My Way : [Verse 1] Even though mad niggas hate it I remain the most anticipated those glad a nigga made it bast your Nickel-plateds and salute the realness, cause mad niggas fake it when I peel hit the floor I conceal bricks so raw I got the sickest Six-Four you ever seen I saw and conquered when its on and poppin my Dogs are barkin to eat food, my enemies feel heat like Purico some suggest theyre equal lyrically Im like a Desert Eagle mentally I measure Kilos physically Im compared to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal the crowned Prince my underground shit you dont fuck around wit I move pies and fire loud shit Im in the tunnel with the crowd nigga fuck V.I.P where Brooklyn go crazy when you bump B.I.G. and Queens feel it when you pump that Mobb Deep that Jay-Z and Nas beef doesnt involve me Im sorry, legal hustle, Infamous affiliated last rapper to test me I humiliated and for your information the jewels aint rented from Jacob when I move I leave a dent in the pavement my name ring in jail and not for givin no statement that type of foulness consider it flagrant O.T., give me a brick and see Im gifted as Masons Im the realness, you spittin that fake shit lifes a bitch, Ima take her on an expensive vacation if its on Im the Reaper with the glistenin bracelet sleepers awakened screamin like they seen Satan word to Christ I need paper, keep the fake love a fake thug couldnt sell a rock on the block I was raised on huh'! [Chorus] Get out my way, gimmie mine or Ima take whats yours make love war, spray up doors Get out my way, you industry, we in the street wit the heat pickin weight up raw Get out my way, stop screamin what set you rep if you dont come around the way no more Get out my way, who want what, say no more Matter fact that chain off Dog. [Verse 2] I gave niggas enough time - to front Im a beast on the street like crushed white you cant be me, close your eyes, you cant see me Im the phantom in your concience the shadow in the darkness savage when I write, Im heartless Im iller than you, realer than you still with more Killers than you its mandatory, Im self explanatory dont front on me, you didnt have cash before me Im the essence you dont gotta like it, respect it like the ice on my necklace and the fact Im supplyin connections if you rhyme ill Im the sickness that caused it, you thought youd assume my position I be hustlin, bubblin, gettin money causin blind rage with the Twenties yall niggas is funny like Martin Lawrence we out before the Narcs get on us my life wasnt written, yours was, you livin a lie Im dealin wit pies, all feelings aside my enemies kneel when I rise the realness in my eyes from blood, sweat, and tears I cried I got friends who died before they got to see me shine how dare you compare your weak CD to mine or think you could see me with rhymes easily Im, nicer than you and all your peoples combined. [Chorus] [ Get Out My Way Lyrics ]
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