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Tragedy f Cormega

They Forced My Hand

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[Cormega and Tragedy - intro]Yo, son it`s real, you know what I`m saying?A man is often condemned or exalted by his words, you know?That`s why we feelin` my niggas going through the struggleQB-BrooklawnY`all niggas hold on... if you can`t hold on, hang on, you know?[Cormega]Yo, I seen it all, coke rise and kingdoms fallProfits in sneaker boxes, riches hidden between the wallsThe hood agonyI`m one of the few who ever understood TragedyBatteries not included in my musicOr holding up my spinal cordNiggas be lyin` on wax Committing vinyl fraudDenyin` the factThey never slung or fired a gatMega`s tongue is ghetto, dunHelloWhere I`m from is the crime and graffitiAnd NYPDBroken glass, .44`s, open casketsShorty ballers pop shit when they` rock hits the basketThe only life we knowI flow so precisely, thoughMy chain got the icy glowB-Mer Jeep shine with Lorenzos shine brightly, yoLaugh now, cry later, one day I might be brokeAnd tellin` niggas I need cokeShit is real[Chorus x2 - Tragedy Khadafi]See the good Lord giveth and he taketh awayBut niggas talk it and don`t live it, then they forced to payI`m just trying to be a man in this poison landForgive me, Father - they forced my hand[Tragedy Khadafi]Yo, visualize Mahdi as a shorty Fidel CastroSnotty nose, nappy afroNever realized in due time what I would have, though, yoBefore I spit at a ho I used to bag up blowLittle bastard - rockin` Pumas under two-tonesAs we roam from the streets to the group home, yoWatchin` mob flicks, clappin` at imaginary targetsAdolescents up in Spofford, facing hardshipNewborns grew up on Anita Baker songsIn the `hood, wonderin` why the police hate us allUp late nights waiting for the next day to fallWe`re up late nights waiting for the next day to fallMy stomach hurtin`, still searchin` for a way outOn an Island where P.C. was a gay houseMade my first board, stabbin` niggas on the way outI knew cats who got bagged they` first day outYo[Chorus x2][Cormega]Yo, Trag, we been down for years(word)From rappin` in the `hoodTo promising careersIt`s all goodThe rap game is new to meThe crack game - true to me(my life)Accept the consequencesAnd the blood money crueltyYo, remember you and me? Back in the daysYou had a sheepskin, I had a goose and Pumas in gray(You remember that shit!)We even did the same dorm in C-74More than boys we were fuckin` outlaws[Tragedy Khadafi]If I could break you out the courtroom, and clap through reportersKidnap the jurors - and whack all their daughtersThe Montanas, Al Po`s and Rich PortersMandela time - get smacked with two quartersA life speed - fuckin` with cracks and weedYo, I sniffed so much coke, I froze with nosebleedsJumpin` over snow cliffs without the skis(shit is crazy, yo)Then I saw shit was real, and I switched my steez[Chorus x4](outro)Trials and tribulations... you gotta shine... regardless to what... nah`mean?All of my niggas growin` up strugglin` - wordI see y`all out there - live ya life, man, stick your chest out, against all odds, you can handle that shit. If you couldn`t handle it, it wouldn`t fall on you, man - believe that. Nah`mean? Strap your shit up, pa. Keep it moving. Shit ain`t nothin`. We live this, son! Word, that`s what we do nigga. Y`all feel that?

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