Straight Outta Q.B.

[Verse 1: Cormega]

Straight outta Queensbridge

A crazy motherfucker named Cormega

In a viper chromed out beyond measure

I got your girl and a sterling

Automatic that'll have your ass twirling

Niggas know if they ever fuck with me

The police gonna have to come get me off your ass

I don't really give a fuck

Bitch Motherfucker, I'll severely hit you up

Niggas wanna mumble when I come through

Iceberg jeans and Ice coming out the sleeves

Showing off on a motherfucker like that

Cause I'm a hustler slash rapper

Life's a bitch my gunsmoke will make you catch cancer

Nigga I rep the streets til I rest in peace

If you wanna bring your vest and heat

My projects will be the last place you ever see

So when you're in my neighborhood, you better duck

Cormega is crazy as fuck

When it's on, your ass better mean it

Cause when I come back boy

I'm coming straight outta Queensbridge

[Interlude: DJ]

Poet is his name

[Verse 2: Poet]

And my thuns come

Straight outta Queensbridge

The foulest nigga out in the bridge

Piss in your Tropicana put it back in the fridge

New niggas signed to punk

Hell no they can't live

What the fuck you think this shit is, Thanksgive?

Now let's get right back to how foul I am

Nobody knows how foul I am

Scratch my balls, then shake your hand

Gas your girl to fuck on me and my man

I do what the fuck I want because I can

Niggas try to front, the guns go BLAM!

Back in the days when coke was 20 a gram

I was the nigga selling soap for 50 a gram

And I was the nigga working in your hallway

Radio blasting early morning Sunday

Crackheads lined up

Old ladies dressed up

Praise the lord, chill y'all

I know that's messed up

But I'm the foulest of the foul

The wildest of the wild

Shitting on niggas King Kong style

Y'all don't like it, then don't buy it

Can't stand the heat in the kitchen?

Bounce bitch cause I'm wired

My whole clique been on some shit

Mentally sick

Taking niggas ice and they're new Bentley whip

Mothers they come around

Don't give your baby mothers shit

Now just how foul can foul get?

Straight outta Queensbridge

[Interlude: DJ (Jungle)]

Ayo, Jungle (Yo)

Tell em where you from

[Verse 3: Jungle]

Straight outta Queensbridge

I'm selling crack to a pregnant mother

And make her daughter think I love her

The gutter is real

Fiends move fast on the hill

Broad daylight gats do peel

(so what about the bitch who got shot?) fuck it

You really think a nigga give a fuck when I'm bucking?

You stupid bitch I bang out no remorse

Then the very next day, I floss

With the whole hood hot, D's going nuts

Niggas I grew up with scared to say "what up"

When I walk by you can see the blood in my eye

Staying thug til I die

Smoke bud to get high

Yo, that's how my brave heart turned cold

Nigga fuck the judge, fuck his robe

Fuck parole

And motherfuck the globe and I fucked your ho

You ain't know?

I'm straight outta Queensbridge