62 Pick Up
Cormega Lyrics


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[Cormega]
Yo, I live the life of '62 pick-ups
Pumpin' on corners, beat downs to stick-ups
Seein' events, of which I had to stay silent
Murder, extortion, and all types of violence
Kids, livin' the life of ghetto heavens
Sellin' cracks, ready to attack with knives and mac-11's
Havin' dreams of being big bosses
Driving porsches, by the time, they get rich, they corpses
Son, it's a shame, but in this game
The strong survive, either get live or get slain
Cuz in the ghetto, respect is mandatory
Drug wars ignitin', mad fightin' for territory
My niggaz, steppin' with automatic weapons
Stick up kids, with .357's
Yo, it's violence, I know old timers move silent
But nowadays, niggaz be wildin'
Drug dealers stylin', with 5-series Beamers
It deep the way, sunny day, don't seem to reach us
Forty-five under the seat of a Lexus
Thugs rollin' with bulletproof hats and vestes
Earnin' ya props off big dime rocks
Your man shorty rock is on the block with a glock
He just got knocked, now he's out on bail
For semi automatic, and a undercover sale
Trained mercenary, with a heart that's cold
Pushin' an Acura, at 17 years old
In the passenger seat, and he's smokin' a blunt
With some shine on, any live nigga would want
Somebody wasn't up on and you know what they want
Tellin' shorty, run the jewels and don't try to front
Shorty reaches for the nine, but before he could shoot
Blood scattered in the '92 Acura coupe




Another victim of modern day stick-ups
This is the life of '62 pick-ups

Overall Meaning

In Cormega's "62 Pick Up," the artist depicts the gritty realities of city life through the lens of the drug trade. The verse paints a picture of a dangerous and violent world where respect is mandatory and the strong survive. The lyrics reference murder, extortion, and other forms of violence that must be kept silent to avoid becoming another victim.


The title of the song, "62 Pick Up," refers to a card game typically played with a standard deck of cards. The game involves randomly picking up cards and discarding them until there are none left. The game's name seems fitting, given the lyrics' theme of the drug trade, where people's lives are also randomly picked up and discarded in a ruthless game of survival.


Cormega describes the young people living in the "ghetto heavens" who are selling drugs, ready to attack with knives and automatic weapons. They have dreams of becoming big bosses driving Porsches, but more often than not, they end up as corpses before they achieve their goals. Cormega highlights the senseless violence and the drug wars that ignite, leading to senseless fighting over territory.


In conclusion, Cormega's "62 Pick Up" is a hard-hitting depiction of the harsh realities of the drug trade where violence and retribution are commonplace, and life is fleeting. Through its powerful lyrics, the song is a warning about why the glamour and perceived riches of the drug world are a hollow illusion.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, I live the life of '62 pick-ups
I'm living a life where danger and violence are common occurrences like in the game of picking up cards known as '62 pick-ups'


Pumpin' on corners, beat downs to stick-ups
I hustle on street corners and experience and or witness events that range from physical beatings to violent, armed robberies


Seein' events, of which I had to stay silent
I witness first hand the violence all around me but can't speak up due to fear of the consequences


Murder, extortion, and all types of violence
The violence in my world ranges from homicides, crime related bribes, and other severe forms of ruthless behavior


Kids, livin' the life of ghetto heavens
Even the young ones grow up fast in these harsh conditions as they embrace and internalize the brutality as their normal way of life


Sellin' cracks, ready to attack with knives and mac-11's
Drug dealers sell crack cocaine and carry various weapons ranging from sharp knives to deadly mac-11 submachine guns


Havin' dreams of being big bosses
The aspiration is to become a powerful drug kingpin or mob boss


Driving porsches, by the time, they get rich, they corpses
The dream is to own a luxurious Porsche, but many never achieve that goal, as they either meet their untimely demise or end up incarcerated by the time they get the money to afford it


Son, it's a shame, but in this game
Sadly, this is the reality we live in titled 'the game'


The strong survive, either get live or get slain
Only the tough make it through, either by navigating harsh circumstances or succumbing to its dangers


Cuz in the ghetto, respect is mandatory
Living in a poverty-stricken neighborhood means that having respect and maintaining an image is essential for survival


Drug wars ignitin', mad fightin' for territory
Rival drug groups fight relentlessly for control of a particular area or territory


My niggaz, steppin' with automatic weapons
My associates carry fully automatic firearms to protect themselves and their drug business from rival groups or the authorities


Stick up kids, with .357's
Robbers have access to and use .357 Magnum revolvers during robberies


Yo, it's violence, I know old timers move silent
Violence is the norm, and old-timers or veterans of the game prefer not to speak about it and instead take action with a numb acceptance of their reality


But nowadays, niggaz be wildin'
However, newer generations are more brazen and reckless, leading to even more violence


Drug dealers stylin', with 5-series Beamers
Drug dealers now show off their wealth with luxury cars like BMW 5 Series


It deep the way, sunny day, don't seem to reach us
Even on sunny days, the darkness of the environment is persistent and overwhelming


Forty-five under the seat of a Lexus
A .45 handgun is kept in the car's seat of a Lexus


Thugs rollin' with bulletproof hats and vestes
Criminals wear bullet-resistant headwear and vests to protect themselves from gunshots


Earnin' ya props off big dime rocks
Earning respect and status by selling large amounts of crack cocaine


Your man shorty rock is on the block with a glock
Your associate, Shorty Rock, is on a specific street corner armed with a Glock handgun


He just got knocked, now he's out on bail
He was caught by the authorities and now is temporarily released on bail while awaiting trial


For semi automatic, and a undercover sale
The crimes Shorty Rock was arrested for were possession of a semi-automatic firearm and selling drugs to an undercover officer


Trained mercenary, with a heart that's cold
One drug dealer is trained with skills comparable to that of a soldier and has become desensitized to the violence and danger of the job


Pushin' an Acura, at 17 years old
The previously mentioned drug dealer is driving an Acura at the incredibly young age of seventeen


In the passenger seat, and he's smokin' a blunt
There's an individual in the passenger seat smoking a marijuana cigarette


With some shine on, any live nigga would want
He's also wearing jewelry, which makes him more attractive to some people


Somebody wasn't up on and you know what they want
Someone who does not belong in the drug or crime world notice the display of wealth and jewelry and plans on stealing it


Tellin' shorty, run the jewels and don't try to front
The thief is instructing Shorty to hand over the jewelry and to not act like a tough guy


Shorty reaches for the nine, but before he could shoot
Shorty draws a gun, a 9mm handgun, intending to use it


Blood scattered in the '92 Acura coupe
The subsequent altercation ends in gunfire, resulting in bloodstains all over the interior of the 1992 Acura coupe


Another victim of modern day stick-ups
Another individual becomes a victim of a robbery or theft in today's harsh society


This is the life of '62 pick-ups
All these events, experiences, and violence represent that life is like playing the game of '62 pick-ups'




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Ernest P. Worrell

Yo, I live the life of '62 pick-ups
Pumpin' on corners, beat downs to stick-ups
Seein' events, of which I had to stay silent
Murder, extortion, and all types of violence
Kids, livin' the life of ghetto heavens
Sellin' cracks, ready to attack with knives and mac-11's
Havin' dreams of being big bosses
Driving porsches, by the time, they get rich, they corpses
Son, it's a shame, but in this game
The strong survive, either get live or get slain
Cuz in the ghetto, respect is mandatory
Drug wars ignitin', mad fightin' for territory
My nigg@s, steppin' with automatic weapons
Stick up kids, with .357's
Yo, it's violence, I know old timers move silent
But nowadays, nigg@s be wildin'
Drug dealers stylin', with 5-series Beamers
It deep the way, sunny day, don't seem to reach us
Forty-five under the seat of a Lexus
Thugs rollin' with bulletproof hats and vestes
Earnin' ya props off big dime rocks
Your man shorty rock is on the block with a Glock
He just got knocked, now he's out on bail
For semi automatic, and a undercover sale
Trained mercenary, with a heart that's cold
Pushin' an Acura, at 17 years old
In the passenger seat, and he's smokin' a blunt
With some shine on, any live nigg@ would want
Somebody wasn't up on and you know what they want
Tellin' shorty, run the jewels and don't try to front
Shorty reaches for the nine, but before he could shoot
Blood scattered in the '92 Acura coupe
Another victim of modern day stick-ups
This is the life of '62 pick-ups



All comments from YouTube:

garyfagan123

wish this was longer it goes hard as fuck cormega is the man

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Fiyah

Ernest P. Worrell

Yo, I live the life of '62 pick-ups
Pumpin' on corners, beat downs to stick-ups
Seein' events, of which I had to stay silent
Murder, extortion, and all types of violence
Kids, livin' the life of ghetto heavens
Sellin' cracks, ready to attack with knives and mac-11's
Havin' dreams of being big bosses
Driving porsches, by the time, they get rich, they corpses
Son, it's a shame, but in this game
The strong survive, either get live or get slain
Cuz in the ghetto, respect is mandatory
Drug wars ignitin', mad fightin' for territory
My nigg@s, steppin' with automatic weapons
Stick up kids, with .357's
Yo, it's violence, I know old timers move silent
But nowadays, nigg@s be wildin'
Drug dealers stylin', with 5-series Beamers
It deep the way, sunny day, don't seem to reach us
Forty-five under the seat of a Lexus
Thugs rollin' with bulletproof hats and vestes
Earnin' ya props off big dime rocks
Your man shorty rock is on the block with a Glock
He just got knocked, now he's out on bail
For semi automatic, and a undercover sale
Trained mercenary, with a heart that's cold
Pushin' an Acura, at 17 years old
In the passenger seat, and he's smokin' a blunt
With some shine on, any live nigg@ would want
Somebody wasn't up on and you know what they want
Tellin' shorty, run the jewels and don't try to front
Shorty reaches for the nine, but before he could shoot
Blood scattered in the '92 Acura coupe
Another victim of modern day stick-ups
This is the life of '62 pick-ups

DJ Psynthetik

One of the best hip hop songs ever written. Mega fucking kills it. Then you listen to dead man walking and realize this guy is one of the best lyricists you’ll ever hear.

Edit: how the fuck can anyone down vote this???

Lonewolf

Classic track indeed Hill Street Blues sample WORD!!!

james green

Cormega voice and style is true

jason lock

trained mercenairy with a heart thats cold pushing an accura at 17 yearsold

InfamousConglomerate Entrapranuer

I love Mega Montana man, I will listen to any joint he drops, he got a great flow,ILL style,speaks the truth,Ain't lying about being a hustler,he is just a great Lyricist,an a pretty good story teller, Cormega is just Fire,Ill in every aspect of rhyming.

NoSwine Please

Hits the soul still

Fern From Lake Ave

who wouldve thought one of megas most visual and striking tracks would be an intro song for an almost unreleased album? mega too ill

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