True Meaning Lyrics
| Song | True Meaning |
| Artist | Cormega |
| Album | Raw Forever |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : McKay |
| [00:00.36] | (Girls singing chorus X2) |
| [00:01.26] | Out there, (out there, out there) |
| [00:03.09] | In the street you know, (in the street you know) |
| [00:18.18] | I'm strugglin', (strugglin') |
| [00:18.84] | Trying to survive... (Verse 1) |
| [00:26.22] | People feeling my pain, a mental bond shared |
| [00:29.22] | Been through so many struggles only to persevere |
| [00:32.58] | Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near |
| [00:35.82] | That's when that money doubled, then we purchased gear |
| [00:39.15] | Now was it worth my trouble? |
| [00:40.95] | It was my first career |
| [00:42.45] | The only life |
| [00:43.47] | I knew, there's no regrets or fears |
| [00:45.78] | Yo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear |
| [00:49.23] | For my bitches who walkin' up heaven stairs |
| [00:52.50] | I met men in penitentiaries |
| [00:55.38] | Who been down so long they barely miss the street |
| [00:59.28] | If you real hold your own son, lay your law |
| [01:02.37] | My inner visions are revealed so |
| [01:04.50] | I say no more |
| [01:05.61] | My man said it ain't a game so |
| [01:07.95] | I play no more |
| [01:08.94] | Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law |
| [01:12.42] | **** that, |
| [01:13.32] | If you touch crack save up, your story |
| [01:16.38] | Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories |
| [01:19.59] | Keep the way my pen speaks words my mouth envy |
| [01:22.68] | I'm hoping holy water could cleanse me |
| [01:25.05] | D's wanted to apprehend me |
| [01:27.27] | If I affected your life in any way trife |
| [01:30.09] | When I was doing crime forgive me (Chorus X2) (Verse 2) |
| [01:59.61] | Exquisitely |
| [02:00.39] | I write Tales of hand to hand sales which cause three to life |
| [02:04.56] | When all else fails some people seek |
| [02:06.72] | Jesus Christ |
| [02:07.74] | Some relax to the seductive mystique of the pipe |
| [02:11.13] | And be back inside the same cell they left |
| [02:13.65] | It's sort of like hell or death |
| [02:15.27] | Except we still here breathin' in the flesh receiving respect |
| [02:19.02] | Yet, being stressed cus we threats to society |
| [02:22.20] | Solutions are real, problems are in varieties |
| [02:25.59] | I try to be, thinking of ways to get paid |
| [02:28.86] | My realness engraved from the cradle to the grave |
| [02:31.95] | Mega, thug for ever |
| [02:33.60] | My departure from drugs could never |
| [02:35.94] | Sever what |
| [02:36.81] | I learned, or respect |
| [02:38.64] | I earned Yo my status alone surpasses your own |
| [02:42.12] | Known for blastin' my chrome |
| [02:43.86] | And have on my own |
| [02:45.36] | Bitches fraudulent, |
| [02:47.16] | I wish there was a law against |
| [02:48.81] | The sort of shit these rappers talk and never even thought exist |
| [02:52.50] | When I was young |
| [02:53.43] | I used to, huslte for |
| [02:54.78] | Jordan kicks |
| [02:55.77] | As I matured |
| [02:56.76] | I did it for a brick |
| [02:57.90] | Be cautionious the price is up and down like the |
| [03:00.54] | New York Knicks |
| [03:01.68] | I got O.G. respect and a new four fifth, cus... (Chorus X3) |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : McKay |
| [00:00.36] | Girls singing chorus X2 |
| [00:01.26] | Out there, out there, out there |
| [00:03.09] | In the street you know, in the street you know |
| [00:18.18] | I' m strugglin', strugglin' |
| [00:18.84] | Trying to survive... Verse 1 |
| [00:26.22] | People feeling my pain, a mental bond shared |
| [00:29.22] | Been through so many struggles only to persevere |
| [00:32.58] | Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near |
| [00:35.82] | That' s when that money doubled, then we purchased gear |
| [00:39.15] | Now was it worth my trouble? |
| [00:40.95] | It was my first career |
| [00:42.45] | The only life |
| [00:43.47] | I knew, there' s no regrets or fears |
| [00:45.78] | Yo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear |
| [00:49.23] | For my bitches who walkin' up heaven stairs |
| [00:52.50] | I met men in penitentiaries |
| [00:55.38] | Who been down so long they barely miss the street |
| [00:59.28] | If you real hold your own son, lay your law |
| [01:02.37] | My inner visions are revealed so |
| [01:04.50] | I say no more |
| [01:05.61] | My man said it ain' t a game so |
| [01:07.95] | I play no more |
| [01:08.94] | Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law |
| [01:12.42] | that, |
| [01:13.32] | If you touch crack save up, your story |
| [01:16.38] | Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories |
| [01:19.59] | Keep the way my pen speaks words my mouth envy |
| [01:22.68] | I' m hoping holy water could cleanse me |
| [01:25.05] | D' s wanted to apprehend me |
| [01:27.27] | If I affected your life in any way trife |
| [01:30.09] | When I was doing crime forgive me Chorus X2 Verse 2 |
| [01:59.61] | Exquisitely |
| [02:00.39] | I write Tales of hand to hand sales which cause three to life |
| [02:04.56] | When all else fails some people seek |
| [02:06.72] | Jesus Christ |
| [02:07.74] | Some relax to the seductive mystique of the pipe |
| [02:11.13] | And be back inside the same cell they left |
| [02:13.65] | It' s sort of like hell or death |
| [02:15.27] | Except we still here breathin' in the flesh receiving respect |
| [02:19.02] | Yet, being stressed cus we threats to society |
| [02:22.20] | Solutions are real, problems are in varieties |
| [02:25.59] | I try to be, thinking of ways to get paid |
| [02:28.86] | My realness engraved from the cradle to the grave |
| [02:31.95] | Mega, thug for ever |
| [02:33.60] | My departure from drugs could never |
| [02:35.94] | Sever what |
| [02:36.81] | I learned, or respect |
| [02:38.64] | I earned Yo my status alone surpasses your own |
| [02:42.12] | Known for blastin' my chrome |
| [02:43.86] | And have on my own |
| [02:45.36] | Bitches fraudulent, |
| [02:47.16] | I wish there was a law against |
| [02:48.81] | The sort of shit these rappers talk and never even thought exist |
| [02:52.50] | When I was young |
| [02:53.43] | I used to, huslte for |
| [02:54.78] | Jordan kicks |
| [02:55.77] | As I matured |
| [02:56.76] | I did it for a brick |
| [02:57.90] | Be cautionious the price is up and down like the |
| [03:00.54] | New York Knicks |
| [03:01.68] | I got O. G. respect and a new four fifth, cus... Chorus X3 |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : McKay |
| [00:00.36] | Girls singing chorus X2 |
| [00:01.26] | Out there, out there, out there |
| [00:03.09] | In the street you know, in the street you know |
| [00:18.18] | I' m strugglin', strugglin' |
| [00:18.84] | Trying to survive... Verse 1 |
| [00:26.22] | People feeling my pain, a mental bond shared |
| [00:29.22] | Been through so many struggles only to persevere |
| [00:32.58] | Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near |
| [00:35.82] | That' s when that money doubled, then we purchased gear |
| [00:39.15] | Now was it worth my trouble? |
| [00:40.95] | It was my first career |
| [00:42.45] | The only life |
| [00:43.47] | I knew, there' s no regrets or fears |
| [00:45.78] | Yo son I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear |
| [00:49.23] | For my bitches who walkin' up heaven stairs |
| [00:52.50] | I met men in penitentiaries |
| [00:55.38] | Who been down so long they barely miss the street |
| [00:59.28] | If you real hold your own son, lay your law |
| [01:02.37] | My inner visions are revealed so |
| [01:04.50] | I say no more |
| [01:05.61] | My man said it ain' t a game so |
| [01:07.95] | I play no more |
| [01:08.94] | Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law |
| [01:12.42] | that, |
| [01:13.32] | If you touch crack save up, your story |
| [01:16.38] | Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories |
| [01:19.59] | Keep the way my pen speaks words my mouth envy |
| [01:22.68] | I' m hoping holy water could cleanse me |
| [01:25.05] | D' s wanted to apprehend me |
| [01:27.27] | If I affected your life in any way trife |
| [01:30.09] | When I was doing crime forgive me Chorus X2 Verse 2 |
| [01:59.61] | Exquisitely |
| [02:00.39] | I write Tales of hand to hand sales which cause three to life |
| [02:04.56] | When all else fails some people seek |
| [02:06.72] | Jesus Christ |
| [02:07.74] | Some relax to the seductive mystique of the pipe |
| [02:11.13] | And be back inside the same cell they left |
| [02:13.65] | It' s sort of like hell or death |
| [02:15.27] | Except we still here breathin' in the flesh receiving respect |
| [02:19.02] | Yet, being stressed cus we threats to society |
| [02:22.20] | Solutions are real, problems are in varieties |
| [02:25.59] | I try to be, thinking of ways to get paid |
| [02:28.86] | My realness engraved from the cradle to the grave |
| [02:31.95] | Mega, thug for ever |
| [02:33.60] | My departure from drugs could never |
| [02:35.94] | Sever what |
| [02:36.81] | I learned, or respect |
| [02:38.64] | I earned Yo my status alone surpasses your own |
| [02:42.12] | Known for blastin' my chrome |
| [02:43.86] | And have on my own |
| [02:45.36] | Bitches fraudulent, |
| [02:47.16] | I wish there was a law against |
| [02:48.81] | The sort of shit these rappers talk and never even thought exist |
| [02:52.50] | When I was young |
| [02:53.43] | I used to, huslte for |
| [02:54.78] | Jordan kicks |
| [02:55.77] | As I matured |
| [02:56.76] | I did it for a brick |
| [02:57.90] | Be cautionious the price is up and down like the |
| [03:00.54] | New York Knicks |
| [03:01.68] | I got O. G. respect and a new four fifth, cus... Chorus X3 |
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