Take These Jewels Lyrics
| Song | Take These Jewels |
| Artist | Cormega |
| Album | The True Meaning |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : McKay | |
| Everybody who shake your hand | |
| Ain't your man | |
| Its real, if you sleep you better wake up man | |
| Don't be a fool, learn the rules | |
| Put your faith in your hands | |
| Or be stunned when you see your son | |
| Hanging your ass | |
| I mean you thought that nigga was real | |
| He intended to squeal day one | |
| DA said he's willing to deal | |
| Never let your friends know | |
| How your pistol blow | |
| How you get your dough | |
| About the crib on the low | |
| The code of silence expired long ago | |
| Even in Queensbridge, you'll be surprised who's informing yo | |
| Once the shit hit the fan, the horns will blow | |
| The DA is the conductor for the chorus yo | |
| The symphony ain't complete till the curtains close | |
| And you upstate thinking you deserve parole | |
| Now you vexed cause your man won't accept your calls | |
| I speak valuable lessons so check this y'all [Hook] | |
| Keep your friends close, enemies closer | |
| Never sleep on any beef, or give work to a smoker [Cormega] | |
| Loyalties worth more wealth, in world where people be all for self | |
| I got friends who never call me till they want help | |
| Then expect me to show love, | |
| I don't receive from them | |
| It hurts me, cause | |
| I will bleed for them | |
| Yet is it worth me risking, being free for them? | |
| I got a lot more to lose in thoughts | |
| A lot more secluded | |
| Yours a lot more polluted | |
| What should | |
| I do man? | |
| Women, clockin my digits like the | |
| Blue Van My boy blew pass, it seems he was one of my true mans | |
| Dudes smile in my face with there conspiring ways | |
| Betrayal put | |
| Christ in the grave | |
| Niggas, unrighteous ways | |
| You up, they wanna stop you | |
| Down, they talk about you | |
| Even your friends will rob you | |
| You think | |
| I'm lying? | |
| Ask Rich Porter mom duke | |
| Shit is real | |
| Gimmie a bitch thats faithful, or a friend who won't snake you, | |
| Coke that don't lose grams, and | |
| I'm cool man | |
| I was quarterbackin a package, despite | |
| D from the | |
| Blue Van Just me and a few mans, setting screens, reppin | |
| Queens Whoever thought that this will be | |
| Cory's destiny? [Hook] | |
| Keep your friends close, enemies closer | |
| Never sleep on any beef, or give worked to a smoker [Cormega] | |
| We out |
| zuo qu : McKay | |
| Everybody who shake your hand | |
| Ain' t your man | |
| Its real, if you sleep you better wake up man | |
| Don' t be a fool, learn the rules | |
| Put your faith in your hands | |
| Or be stunned when you see your son | |
| Hanging your ass | |
| I mean you thought that nigga was real | |
| He intended to squeal day one | |
| DA said he' s willing to deal | |
| Never let your friends know | |
| How your pistol blow | |
| How you get your dough | |
| About the crib on the low | |
| The code of silence expired long ago | |
| Even in Queensbridge, you' ll be surprised who' s informing yo | |
| Once the shit hit the fan, the horns will blow | |
| The DA is the conductor for the chorus yo | |
| The symphony ain' t complete till the curtains close | |
| And you upstate thinking you deserve parole | |
| Now you vexed cause your man won' t accept your calls | |
| I speak valuable lessons so check this y' all Hook | |
| Keep your friends close, enemies closer | |
| Never sleep on any beef, or give work to a smoker Cormega | |
| Loyalties worth more wealth, in world where people be all for self | |
| I got friends who never call me till they want help | |
| Then expect me to show love, | |
| I don' t receive from them | |
| It hurts me, cause | |
| I will bleed for them | |
| Yet is it worth me risking, being free for them? | |
| I got a lot more to lose in thoughts | |
| A lot more secluded | |
| Yours a lot more polluted | |
| What should | |
| I do man? | |
| Women, clockin my digits like the | |
| Blue Van My boy blew pass, it seems he was one of my true mans | |
| Dudes smile in my face with there conspiring ways | |
| Betrayal put | |
| Christ in the grave | |
| Niggas, unrighteous ways | |
| You up, they wanna stop you | |
| Down, they talk about you | |
| Even your friends will rob you | |
| You think | |
| I' m lying? | |
| Ask Rich Porter mom duke | |
| Shit is real | |
| Gimmie a bitch thats faithful, or a friend who won' t snake you, | |
| Coke that don' t lose grams, and | |
| I' m cool man | |
| I was quarterbackin a package, despite | |
| D from the | |
| Blue Van Just me and a few mans, setting screens, reppin | |
| Queens Whoever thought that this will be | |
| Cory' s destiny? Hook | |
| Keep your friends close, enemies closer | |
| Never sleep on any beef, or give worked to a smoker Cormega | |
| We out |
| zuò qǔ : McKay | |
| Everybody who shake your hand | |
| Ain' t your man | |
| Its real, if you sleep you better wake up man | |
| Don' t be a fool, learn the rules | |
| Put your faith in your hands | |
| Or be stunned when you see your son | |
| Hanging your ass | |
| I mean you thought that nigga was real | |
| He intended to squeal day one | |
| DA said he' s willing to deal | |
| Never let your friends know | |
| How your pistol blow | |
| How you get your dough | |
| About the crib on the low | |
| The code of silence expired long ago | |
| Even in Queensbridge, you' ll be surprised who' s informing yo | |
| Once the shit hit the fan, the horns will blow | |
| The DA is the conductor for the chorus yo | |
| The symphony ain' t complete till the curtains close | |
| And you upstate thinking you deserve parole | |
| Now you vexed cause your man won' t accept your calls | |
| I speak valuable lessons so check this y' all Hook | |
| Keep your friends close, enemies closer | |
| Never sleep on any beef, or give work to a smoker Cormega | |
| Loyalties worth more wealth, in world where people be all for self | |
| I got friends who never call me till they want help | |
| Then expect me to show love, | |
| I don' t receive from them | |
| It hurts me, cause | |
| I will bleed for them | |
| Yet is it worth me risking, being free for them? | |
| I got a lot more to lose in thoughts | |
| A lot more secluded | |
| Yours a lot more polluted | |
| What should | |
| I do man? | |
| Women, clockin my digits like the | |
| Blue Van My boy blew pass, it seems he was one of my true mans | |
| Dudes smile in my face with there conspiring ways | |
| Betrayal put | |
| Christ in the grave | |
| Niggas, unrighteous ways | |
| You up, they wanna stop you | |
| Down, they talk about you | |
| Even your friends will rob you | |
| You think | |
| I' m lying? | |
| Ask Rich Porter mom duke | |
| Shit is real | |
| Gimmie a bitch thats faithful, or a friend who won' t snake you, | |
| Coke that don' t lose grams, and | |
| I' m cool man | |
| I was quarterbackin a package, despite | |
| D from the | |
| Blue Van Just me and a few mans, setting screens, reppin | |
| Queens Whoever thought that this will be | |
| Cory' s destiny? Hook | |
| Keep your friends close, enemies closer | |
| Never sleep on any beef, or give worked to a smoker Cormega | |
| We out |
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