Thun & Kicko

Yous a notebook crook with loose leaf beef

A backseat criminal who pass the heat

To somebody that blast the heat

Man it sound bad on the pad what happened in the street

A villain on the vinyl an analog outlaw

A lot of gats on your DAT taped southpaw

You thuggin when the mics plugged in

Barkin through the speakers like you got no sense

You're wild on the 2 inch

Got your platinum plaques to prove it

Your music's been around the world movin

And it come right back around to the ground on it

Now its time to face your opponent

Infamous cling to this real shit

Stuck where we started at

Fuck that

Not because I have to we want to

I love this shit

The raw is what I live for

To hear the sound of the crowd roar for more

To see the niggas that can't pay rush the door

Wildin on the dance floor when they song come on

Swinging they fists

Ready for war but its a different type of effect

Its not violence

They're just tranced by the advance

Tranqued by the sound bank

Put under the drum

Numbed off of our shit

Now who you rocking with them or us

Deep love or cheap lust

QB or bust

Infamous til we pass on

You're laughing at the wrong kid I take action

The fam are confidants, nigga

I write bombs that'll shatter your ambitions of being top dog

As we move through the stage floor I need to bass more

So I can taste it and make y'all go AWOL and lose it

Say no more

Brace your delf nigga its on

Cormega

Who tale you tellin

Are you frail or felon

Were you makin sounds or watchin niggas sellin

You exploit niggas lives in your rhymes and then avoid em

You never felt the moisture in the air from coke boiling

You never felt the razor scrapin your plate your hands achin

Yet you keep choppin cause there's paper to make

You never felt the power of invincibility

Clutchin a gun like fuck it dun

Its him or me

At your best you wasn't hand to hand

No more than 3 grams

What the fuck you know about a ki man

You never hustle

Lets get it right my nigga wild woulda stuck you

Stop dry snitchin in your rhymes listen

What you tryin to do help the guys in blue

Indict duns so that could be another rhyme for you

You a parasite you never had a life

So you throw other niggas lives in your pad at night

Its clever when you write it

Spoken well for a dude who never been indicted

You know the deal motherfucker

The real make the fake niggas kneel

And lose appetites when you taste nigga's steel

My rhymes are what it take to get a deal

That make it real

I'm like BIG you can't replace the skill

I laced your ill like cocaine in scarface's grill

Your motherfuckin flow is basic kill

I'm Cor Mega raw forever

Y'all niggas know my steez I'm reppin for Queens

Your minor league I'm big time like Mark McGwire's deed

Your whole team is pussy

When I squeeze vaginas bleed

My lyrics they official

I bag up coke on dishes made of crystal

Your niggas they will miss you

My nickel plated pistol got 16 shots

You can take em with you

To the coffin or DAs office

Surgery nurses screamin we lost him

Life suddenly divorced and fuck it it cost him

You want beef say no more

Brace your delf nigga its on

We spray 4 4 s bitch