Redemption
Az Feat. Cormega Lyrics


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[AZ]
Mm

It's that shit right here
It's that big boy music!
Yahmean?

Thinkin of a masterplan me and my man
hand to hand on the grind since a half a gram
Understand even then you couldn't pass me hand
was on the land all geared up and Dapper Dan
Around the year of them classic jams
I done seen niggaz get bitch slapped and ran
Word to yam a few got rich and swam
while I was sunk with they G packs trying to pump
It's over, no closure cars gave niggaz exposure
I was carried by Allah on his shoulders
Sober my first AR in the hood
Would of stuck a muhfucker and bring his truck if I could
Understood I was strong headed
But them streets and them guns gave me the wrong fetish
Cool whatever, I'm here we can do whatever
from the cars to clothes to the jewels whatever
Why worry? I'll rest when I'm dead and buried
so for now I'ma dress, get head and be merry
(Muthafuckers)

[Hook 2x]
My minds still in the grind you wouldn't understand
It's been a long time since we was going hand to hand
When the block was too hot we had the look out man
Playing the corners to warn us soon as he saw the blue van

[Cormega]
Plans to conquer the street
branded in my head like the mark of the beast
My knowledge so ominous I plot in my sleep
when I eat my niggaz eat
We take the bitter with the sweet
If I die few'll cry, less'll do a bid with me
Once intrigued with money and fast cars
stubbornly I sold crack to my mans moms
Suddenly it troubles me so I asked God
forgiveness for pasts wrongs and future sins
Presently the coop I'm in
View as heavenly as the roof of ?Sens?
Like Vince Carter I'm too intense
for dudes defense to stop me I abuse the rim
Anybody can ball I do it to win
Son it's +Doe or Die+, all that other shit aside
Any sign of betrayal my nine'll improvise
I spit the sickest rhymes
Daydream of getting mines
Fuck scales and just as I ?tri-beamed to digitize?
Pure white perrico I cooked over a greasy stove
From Brooklyn to Queens to O-T
with keys I sold in a V
So cold when I hit the street many people froze
My team deaded the block till it decomposed
And was under our complete control to each his own
I don't sleep on niggaz in the street no mo
Cause when shit hit the fan even Nino told





[Hook 2x]

Overall Meaning

In "Redemption," AZ and Cormega reflect on their past experiences and the harsh realities of street life. AZ begins by contemplating his journey in the drug trade, mentioning his partnership with a friend and their constant grind to make money. He reflects on how he was always one step ahead, even in his early days, and how some people ended up gaining wealth while he struggled. AZ also acknowledges the support he received from a higher power, symbolically referring to Allah carrying him on his shoulders.


Cormega continues the narrative, discussing his plans and ambitions in conquering the streets. He acknowledges the dark side of his past, admitting to selling drugs even to his friend's mother. However, he starts to question and feel burdened by his actions, seeking forgiveness from God. Cormega reflects on the loyalty of his crew and the sacrifices they make together. He showcases his determination to succeed and how he will go to any length to protect himself and his team.


Line by Line Meaning

It's that shit right here
This song is the real deal, the epitome of great music


It's that big boy music!
This is mature and sophisticated music for grown-ups


Yahmean?
Do you understand what I'm saying?


Thinkin of a masterplan me and my man
I'm contemplating a well thought-out strategy with my friend


hand to hand on the grind since a half a gram
We've been working hard together in the streets selling drugs, starting with small quantities


Understand even then you couldn't pass me hand
Even back then, I was impossible to surpass in skill


was on the land all geared up and Dapper Dan
I was fully equipped and stylish, like the fashion designer Dapper Dan


Around the year of them classic jams
During that time, there were iconic songs that will never be forgotten


I done seen niggaz get bitch slapped and ran
I've witnessed people getting humiliated and fleeing in fear


Word to yam a few got rich and swam
Believe me when I say, some individuals became wealthy and made their way to success


while I was sunk with they G packs trying to pump
Meanwhile, I was stuck dealing with their drug packages, doing my best to make money


It's over, no closure cars gave niggaz exposure
The situation got out of hand, as cars and flashy lifestyles attracted attention and brought unwanted exposure to people


I was carried by Allah on his shoulders
Allah protected and guided me through difficult times


Sober my first AR in the hood
I was completely conscious when I obtained my first assault rifle in the neighborhood


Would of stuck a muhfucker and bring his truck if I could
I would have attacked someone and brought their vehicle if it was possible


Understood I was strong-headed
I admit that I had a stubborn personality


But them streets and them guns gave me the wrong fetish
However, the streets and the presence of firearms gave me an unhealthy obsession


Cool whatever, I'm here we can do whatever
I'm unfazed by it, we can handle any situation


from the cars to clothes to the jewels whatever
Whether it's cars, clothing, or jewelry, I can acquire anything I want


Why worry? I'll rest when I'm dead and buried
I don't see a reason to be concerned, I can relax and take a break when I'm dead and buried


so for now I'ma dress, get head and be merry
Therefore, I will dress well, enjoy physical pleasures, and have a good time


(Muthafuckers)
An exclamation directed at those who may be offended by the previous statements


My minds still in the grind you wouldn't understand
I'm still mentally focused on hustling, but it's something you wouldn't comprehend


It's been a long time since we was going hand to hand
It has been a significant amount of time since we were directly involved in street-level drug transactions


When the block was too hot we had the look out man
During times when law enforcement was heavily monitoring the area, we had a person keeping watch


Playing the corners to warn us soon as he saw the blue van
This lookout person would position themselves at the street corners to alert us immediately if they spotted a police van


Plans to conquer the street
I have strategies in place to dominate the drug market


branded in my head like the mark of the beast
These plans are deeply ingrained in my mind, as if they were as impactful as the symbolic mark of the beast


My knowledge so ominous I plot in my sleep
My understanding of the streets and criminal activities is so profound that I even strategize while I'm asleep


when I eat my niggaz eat
When I'm successful, my close friends and associates also benefit financially


We take the bitter with the sweet
We endure both the hardships and the rewards of our illicit lifestyle


If I die few'll cry, less'll do a bid with me
If I were to die, only a few people would mourn my death, and even fewer would be willing to go to prison on my behalf


Once intrigued with money and fast cars
I used to be fascinated by wealth and luxury vehicles


stubbornly I sold crack to my mans moms
Unfortunately, I stubbornly chose to sell crack cocaine to the mother of one of my close friends


Suddenly it troubles me so I asked God
Eventually, I became disturbed by my actions and sought forgiveness from God


forgiveness for pasts wrongs and future sins
I wanted forgiveness for the mistakes I have made in the past and any wrongdoing I may commit in the future


Presently the coop I'm in
Currently, I find myself confined in this situation


View as heavenly as the roof of ?Sens?
I perceive my surroundings to be as remarkable as the roof of a luxurious vehicle


Like Vince Carter I'm too intense
Similar to the basketball player Vince Carter, my energy and passion are overwhelming


for dudes defense to stop me I abuse the rim
To prevent someone from stopping my progress, I overpower them and exploit their weaknesses


Anybody can ball I do it to win
Anyone can engage in this lifestyle, but I only participate in it with the intention to succeed


Son it's +Doe or Die+, all that other shit aside
My friend, this is a dog-eat-dog world, where survival is paramount, so forget about anything else


Any sign of betrayal my nine'll improvise
At any indication of disloyalty, I will adapt and use my firearm to retaliate


I spit the sickest rhymes
I rap with a level of skill and creativity that is unmatched


Daydream of getting mines
I fantasize about obtaining my share of wealth and success


Fuck scales and just as I ?tri-beamed to digitize?
I disregard weighing scales and instead aim to convert my illicit activities into digital currency


Pure white perrico I cooked over a greasy stove
I prepared and cooked high-quality cocaine over a dirty and greasy stove


From Brooklyn to Queens to O-T
From the neighborhoods of Brooklyn, through Queens, and into the out-of-town areas


with keys I sold in a V
I illicitly sold large quantities of drugs, specifically cocaine, using a vehicle as a means of transportation


So cold when I hit the street many people froze
My presence on the streets was so intimidating that people would freeze with fear


My team deaded the block till it decomposed
My group completely controlled and silenced the neighborhood until it became lifeless


And was under our complete control to each his own
Each individual within the group had their own responsibilities, but everything was ultimately under our full control


I don't sleep on niggaz in the street no mo
I no longer underestimate or ignore individuals I encounter on the streets


Cause when shit hit the fan even Nino told
When a chaotic situation arises, even someone as influential and powerful as Nino (from the film 'New Jack City') warned me


My minds still in the grind you wouldn't understand
I'm still mentally focused on hustling, but it's something you wouldn't comprehend


It's been a long time since we was going hand to hand
It has been a significant amount of time since we were directly involved in street-level drug transactions


When the block was too hot we had the look out man
During times when law enforcement was heavily monitoring the area, we had a person keeping watch


Playing the corners to warn us soon as he saw the blue van
This lookout person would position themselves at the street corners to alert us immediately if they spotted a police van




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Written by: BILL CONTI

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Comments from YouTube:

@jaSi9

This should have over a million views. But only the real know. Salute Cormega and AZ. Real hip hop.

@adamgordon2572

AZ and Mega killed it πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

@paulgeorge9614

RIP nipsey I remember him mentioning this song on his mailbox money mixtape I had forgotten about this song before then

@esotericguru7111

"Sound like some AZ πŸ’©" Count Up That Loot.

@jasi1650

2022! πŸ”₯ Real hip hop. Cormega and AZ!

@lowlife.8894

Sad that this video only got 1,000 views for every year out of 6 years.

@michaelfrazier4020

Beautifully written..Mega channeled his experience brilliantly..

@kastrocertifiedlibaax9078

What A Fuckin Classic...πŸ’₯πŸ’₯πŸ’₯

@user-vu5jx9hl8s

Too much heat any time it's these two.

@paulgeorge9614

This was always one of my favourite Az song mega did his thing on this too

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