| Song | Get Out My Way |
| Artist | Cormega |
| Album | The Realness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Clervoix, McKay |
| [00:17.06] | Even though mad niggas hate it |
| [00:18.94] | I remain the most anticipated |
| [00:21.84] | those glad a nigga made it bast your Nickel-plateds |
| [00:25.37] | and salute the realness, 'cause mad niggas fake it |
| [00:28.45] | when I peel hit the floor |
| [00:30.75] | I conceal bricks so raw |
| [00:32.20] | I got the sickest Six-Four you ever seen |
| [00:34.59] | I saw and conquered |
| [00:36.23] | when it's on and poppin' my Dogs are barkin' |
| [00:39.13] | to eat food, my enemies feel heat like Purico |
| [00:42.46] | some suggest they're equal |
| [00:43.77] | lyrically I'm like a Desert Eagle |
| [00:45.73] | mentally I measure Kilos |
| [00:47.25] | physically I'm compared to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal |
| [00:50.13] | the crowned Prince |
| [00:52.19] | my underground shit you don't fuck around wit' |
| [00:55.22] | I move pies and fire loud shit |
| [00:57.39] | I'm in the tunnel with the crowd nigga fuck V.I.P |
| [01:00.37] | where Brooklyn go crazy when you bump B.I.G. and Queens feel it when you |
| [01:06.43] | pump that Mobb Deep |
| [01:09.06] | that Jay-Z and Nas beef doesn't involve me |
| [01:09.25] | I'm sorry, legal hustle, Infamous affiliated |
| [01:12.03] | last rapper to test me I humiliated |
| [01:15.02] | and for your information the jewels ain't rented from Jacob |
| [01:18.10] | when I move I leave a dent in the pavement |
| [01:20.66] | my name ring in jail and not for givin' no statement |
| [01:23.43] | that type of foulness consider it flagrant |
| [01:26.50] | O.T., give me a brick and see I'm gifted as Masons |
| [01:29.43] | I'm the realness, you spittin' that fake shit |
| [01:32.13] | life's a bitch, I'ma take her on an expensive vacation |
| [01:35.09] | if it's on I'm the Reaper with the glistenin' bracelet |
| [01:37.95] | sleepers awakened |
| [01:40.74] | screamin' like they seen Satan |
| [01:41.19] | word to Christ I need paper, keep the fake love |
| [01:43.90] | a fake thug couldn't sell a rock on the block I was raised on |
| [01:46.48] | huh?! |
| [01:48.10] | |
| [01:49.42] | Get out my way, gimmie mine or I'ma take whats yours |
| [01:52.59] | make love war, spray up doors |
| [01:55.03] | Get out my way, you industry, we in the street |
| [01:57.35] | wit' the heat pickin' weight up raw |
| [01:58.95] | Get out my way, stop screamin' what set you rep if you don't come around |
| [02:05.34] | the way no more |
| [02:06.11] | Get out my way, who want what, say no more |
| [02:10.52] | Matter fact that chain off Dog. |
| [02:12.19] | |
| [02:13.39] | I gave niggas enough time - to front |
| [02:16.55] | I'm a beast on the street like crushed white |
| [02:18.99] | you can't be me, close your eyes, you can't see me |
| [02:21.45] | I'm the phantom in your concience |
| [02:23.25] | the shadow in the darkness |
| [02:24.44] | savage when I write, I'm heartless |
| [02:26.93] | I'm iller than you, realer than you |
| [02:29.53] | still with more Killers than you |
| [02:30.52] | it's mandatory, I'm self explanatory |
| [02:32.99] | don't front on me, you didn't have cash before me |
| [02:35.93] | I'm the essence |
| [02:36.87] | you don't gotta like it, respect it |
| [02:38.83] | like the ice on my necklace |
| [02:40.19] | and the fact I'm supplyin' connections |
| [02:42.07] | if you rhyme ill I'm the sickness that caused it, you thought you'd |
| [02:46.43] | assume my position |
| [02:47.41] | I be hustlin', bubblin', gettin' money |
| [02:50.35] | causin' blind rage with the Twenties |
| [02:52.13] | y'all niggas is funny like Martin Lawrence |
| [02:54.04] | we out before the Narcs get on us |
| [02:56.06] | my life wasn't written, yours was, you livin' a lie |
| [02:59.28] | I'm dealin' wit' pies, all feelings aside |
| [03:01.86] | my enemies kneel when I rise |
| [03:03.98] | the realness in my eyes |
| [03:05.19] | from blood, sweat, and tears I cried |
| [03:07.35] | I got friends who died before they got to see me shine |
| [03:10.31] | how dare you compare your weak CD to mine |
| [03:13.48] | or think you could see me with rhymes |
| [03:15.51] | easily I'm, nicer than you and all your peoples combined. |
| [03:18.95] | |
| [03:21.74] | Get out my way, gimmie mine or I'ma take whats yours |
| [03:24.84] | make love war, spray up doors |
| [03:27.33] | Get out my way, you industry, we in the street |
| [03:30.50] | wit' the heat pickin' weight up raw |
| [03:32.99] | Get out my way, stop screamin' what set you rep if you don't come around |
| [03:37.80] | the way no more |
| [03:38.87] | Get out my way, who want what, say no more |
| [03:42.42] | Matter fact that chain off Dog. |
| [03:49.63] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Clervoix, McKay |
| [00:17.06] | Even though mad niggas hate it |
| [00:18.94] | I remain the most anticipated |
| [00:21.84] | those glad a nigga made it bast your Nickelplateds |
| [00:25.37] | and salute the realness, ' cause mad niggas fake it |
| [00:28.45] | when I peel hit the floor |
| [00:30.75] | I conceal bricks so raw |
| [00:32.20] | I got the sickest SixFour you ever seen |
| [00:34.59] | I saw and conquered |
| [00:36.23] | when it' s on and poppin' my Dogs are barkin' |
| [00:39.13] | to eat food, my enemies feel heat like Purico |
| [00:42.46] | some suggest they' re equal |
| [00:43.77] | lyrically I' m like a Desert Eagle |
| [00:45.73] | mentally I measure Kilos |
| [00:47.25] | physically I' m compared to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal |
| [00:50.13] | the crowned Prince |
| [00:52.19] | my underground shit you don' t fuck around wit' |
| [00:55.22] | I move pies and fire loud shit |
| [00:57.39] | I' m in the tunnel with the crowd nigga fuck V. I. P |
| [01:00.37] | where Brooklyn go crazy when you bump B. I. G. and Queens feel it when you |
| [01:06.43] | pump that Mobb Deep |
| [01:09.06] | that JayZ and Nas beef doesn' t involve me |
| [01:09.25] | I' m sorry, legal hustle, Infamous affiliated |
| [01:12.03] | last rapper to test me I humiliated |
| [01:15.02] | and for your information the jewels ain' t rented from Jacob |
| [01:18.10] | when I move I leave a dent in the pavement |
| [01:20.66] | my name ring in jail and not for givin' no statement |
| [01:23.43] | that type of foulness consider it flagrant |
| [01:26.50] | O. T., give me a brick and see I' m gifted as Masons |
| [01:29.43] | I' m the realness, you spittin' that fake shit |
| [01:32.13] | life' s a bitch, I' ma take her on an expensive vacation |
| [01:35.09] | if it' s on I' m the Reaper with the glistenin' bracelet |
| [01:37.95] | sleepers awakened |
| [01:40.74] | screamin' like they seen Satan |
| [01:41.19] | word to Christ I need paper, keep the fake love |
| [01:43.90] | a fake thug couldn' t sell a rock on the block I was raised on |
| [01:46.48] | huh?! |
| [01:48.10] | |
| [01:49.42] | Get out my way, gimmie mine or I' ma take whats yours |
| [01:52.59] | make love war, spray up doors |
| [01:55.03] | Get out my way, you industry, we in the street |
| [01:57.35] | wit' the heat pickin' weight up raw |
| [01:58.95] | Get out my way, stop screamin' what set you rep if you don' t come around |
| [02:05.34] | the way no more |
| [02:06.11] | Get out my way, who want what, say no more |
| [02:10.52] | Matter fact that chain off Dog. |
| [02:12.19] | |
| [02:13.39] | I gave niggas enough time to front |
| [02:16.55] | I' m a beast on the street like crushed white |
| [02:18.99] | you can' t be me, close your eyes, you can' t see me |
| [02:21.45] | I' m the phantom in your concience |
| [02:23.25] | the shadow in the darkness |
| [02:24.44] | savage when I write, I' m heartless |
| [02:26.93] | I' m iller than you, realer than you |
| [02:29.53] | still with more Killers than you |
| [02:30.52] | it' s mandatory, I' m self explanatory |
| [02:32.99] | don' t front on me, you didn' t have cash before me |
| [02:35.93] | I' m the essence |
| [02:36.87] | you don' t gotta like it, respect it |
| [02:38.83] | like the ice on my necklace |
| [02:40.19] | and the fact I' m supplyin' connections |
| [02:42.07] | if you rhyme ill I' m the sickness that caused it, you thought you' d |
| [02:46.43] | assume my position |
| [02:47.41] | I be hustlin', bubblin', gettin' money |
| [02:50.35] | causin' blind rage with the Twenties |
| [02:52.13] | y' all niggas is funny like Martin Lawrence |
| [02:54.04] | we out before the Narcs get on us |
| [02:56.06] | my life wasn' t written, yours was, you livin' a lie |
| [02:59.28] | I' m dealin' wit' pies, all feelings aside |
| [03:01.86] | my enemies kneel when I rise |
| [03:03.98] | the realness in my eyes |
| [03:05.19] | from blood, sweat, and tears I cried |
| [03:07.35] | I got friends who died before they got to see me shine |
| [03:10.31] | how dare you compare your weak CD to mine |
| [03:13.48] | or think you could see me with rhymes |
| [03:15.51] | easily I' m, nicer than you and all your peoples combined. |
| [03:18.95] | |
| [03:21.74] | Get out my way, gimmie mine or I' ma take whats yours |
| [03:24.84] | make love war, spray up doors |
| [03:27.33] | Get out my way, you industry, we in the street |
| [03:30.50] | wit' the heat pickin' weight up raw |
| [03:32.99] | Get out my way, stop screamin' what set you rep if you don' t come around |
| [03:37.80] | the way no more |
| [03:38.87] | Get out my way, who want what, say no more |
| [03:42.42] | Matter fact that chain off Dog. |
| [03:49.63] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Clervoix, McKay |
| [00:17.06] | Even though mad niggas hate it |
| [00:18.94] | I remain the most anticipated |
| [00:21.84] | those glad a nigga made it bast your Nickelplateds |
| [00:25.37] | and salute the realness, ' cause mad niggas fake it |
| [00:28.45] | when I peel hit the floor |
| [00:30.75] | I conceal bricks so raw |
| [00:32.20] | I got the sickest SixFour you ever seen |
| [00:34.59] | I saw and conquered |
| [00:36.23] | when it' s on and poppin' my Dogs are barkin' |
| [00:39.13] | to eat food, my enemies feel heat like Purico |
| [00:42.46] | some suggest they' re equal |
| [00:43.77] | lyrically I' m like a Desert Eagle |
| [00:45.73] | mentally I measure Kilos |
| [00:47.25] | physically I' m compared to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal |
| [00:50.13] | the crowned Prince |
| [00:52.19] | my underground shit you don' t fuck around wit' |
| [00:55.22] | I move pies and fire loud shit |
| [00:57.39] | I' m in the tunnel with the crowd nigga fuck V. I. P |
| [01:00.37] | where Brooklyn go crazy when you bump B. I. G. and Queens feel it when you |
| [01:06.43] | pump that Mobb Deep |
| [01:09.06] | that JayZ and Nas beef doesn' t involve me |
| [01:09.25] | I' m sorry, legal hustle, Infamous affiliated |
| [01:12.03] | last rapper to test me I humiliated |
| [01:15.02] | and for your information the jewels ain' t rented from Jacob |
| [01:18.10] | when I move I leave a dent in the pavement |
| [01:20.66] | my name ring in jail and not for givin' no statement |
| [01:23.43] | that type of foulness consider it flagrant |
| [01:26.50] | O. T., give me a brick and see I' m gifted as Masons |
| [01:29.43] | I' m the realness, you spittin' that fake shit |
| [01:32.13] | life' s a bitch, I' ma take her on an expensive vacation |
| [01:35.09] | if it' s on I' m the Reaper with the glistenin' bracelet |
| [01:37.95] | sleepers awakened |
| [01:40.74] | screamin' like they seen Satan |
| [01:41.19] | word to Christ I need paper, keep the fake love |
| [01:43.90] | a fake thug couldn' t sell a rock on the block I was raised on |
| [01:46.48] | huh?! |
| [01:48.10] | |
| [01:49.42] | Get out my way, gimmie mine or I' ma take whats yours |
| [01:52.59] | make love war, spray up doors |
| [01:55.03] | Get out my way, you industry, we in the street |
| [01:57.35] | wit' the heat pickin' weight up raw |
| [01:58.95] | Get out my way, stop screamin' what set you rep if you don' t come around |
| [02:05.34] | the way no more |
| [02:06.11] | Get out my way, who want what, say no more |
| [02:10.52] | Matter fact that chain off Dog. |
| [02:12.19] | |
| [02:13.39] | I gave niggas enough time to front |
| [02:16.55] | I' m a beast on the street like crushed white |
| [02:18.99] | you can' t be me, close your eyes, you can' t see me |
| [02:21.45] | I' m the phantom in your concience |
| [02:23.25] | the shadow in the darkness |
| [02:24.44] | savage when I write, I' m heartless |
| [02:26.93] | I' m iller than you, realer than you |
| [02:29.53] | still with more Killers than you |
| [02:30.52] | it' s mandatory, I' m self explanatory |
| [02:32.99] | don' t front on me, you didn' t have cash before me |
| [02:35.93] | I' m the essence |
| [02:36.87] | you don' t gotta like it, respect it |
| [02:38.83] | like the ice on my necklace |
| [02:40.19] | and the fact I' m supplyin' connections |
| [02:42.07] | if you rhyme ill I' m the sickness that caused it, you thought you' d |
| [02:46.43] | assume my position |
| [02:47.41] | I be hustlin', bubblin', gettin' money |
| [02:50.35] | causin' blind rage with the Twenties |
| [02:52.13] | y' all niggas is funny like Martin Lawrence |
| [02:54.04] | we out before the Narcs get on us |
| [02:56.06] | my life wasn' t written, yours was, you livin' a lie |
| [02:59.28] | I' m dealin' wit' pies, all feelings aside |
| [03:01.86] | my enemies kneel when I rise |
| [03:03.98] | the realness in my eyes |
| [03:05.19] | from blood, sweat, and tears I cried |
| [03:07.35] | I got friends who died before they got to see me shine |
| [03:10.31] | how dare you compare your weak CD to mine |
| [03:13.48] | or think you could see me with rhymes |
| [03:15.51] | easily I' m, nicer than you and all your peoples combined. |
| [03:18.95] | |
| [03:21.74] | Get out my way, gimmie mine or I' ma take whats yours |
| [03:24.84] | make love war, spray up doors |
| [03:27.33] | Get out my way, you industry, we in the street |
| [03:30.50] | wit' the heat pickin' weight up raw |
| [03:32.99] | Get out my way, stop screamin' what set you rep if you don' t come around |
| [03:37.80] | the way no more |
| [03:38.87] | Get out my way, who want what, say no more |
| [03:42.42] | Matter fact that chain off Dog. |
| [03:49.63] |