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Cormega ft. Lloyd Banks - Grand Scheme
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cormega
Cormega
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tarik Azzouz
Tarik Azzouz
Composer
C. Lloyd
C. Lloyd
Composer
Nicholas M. Warwar
Nicholas M. Warwar
Composer
Cory McKay
Cory McKay
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tarik Azzouz
Tarik Azzouz
Producer
STREETRUNNER
STREETRUNNER
Producer

Letra

Please get the money... F*ck your intention and your clout announcements Who vouches? Designer couches in our momma' houses For timing out, I need a thousand ounces Few pounds of lobsters on Italian counters No clowns around us Toxic exit out my life, Bottega Venetta for practice Plan it on principles, connected with Mega for classics Follow tradition, mobster reenactments You spend your hours being backwards I'm scheming, rapping, appeasing traffic Blessing this year, the same pedigree as your enemy Honorable at the registry, bury me with integrity Grimey come when you on the void, shredded v to a memory Opioids you smokin boy? Hennessy intendancy Chronicles from a misunderstood place You could never learn Drama spiking the temperature Foot race to the ghetto birds N*ggas dropping the sequence All due to their block allegiance You don't hear me much The loudest n*gga in the room is the weakest In the grand scheme of things, what is success? Quality of life means nothing to death Real talk I often reflect Deep clarity, you can't buy love or respect A force to be reckoned with Walking predestined steps with eloquence Talk with intelligence Often reflects in my poetic gift Turned burden into benevolence My son won't experience situations I been in Some didn't get through Others died a thousand times, yet are alive Just not living with honor, has no compromise If knowledge is power, wisdom is hard to conquer A man who honors his words and vows to prosper Has a promising tomorrow Is hard to realize in ominous surroundings Seeds of resentment Bloom constant, in the garden of despair Beneath the veil is the mother of a martyr Inconsolable, regardless of condolences and flowers Some want revenge Others know the man that got him It's a problem they can't solve So they falling back, watching For signs of direction Lost no moral compass Everyone for self 'til it involves them In the grand scheme of things, what is success? Quality of life means nothing to death Real talk I often reflect deep clarity You can't buy love or respect
Writer(s): Christopher Charles Lloyd, Cory Mckay, Nicholas M. Warwar, Tarik Azzouz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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