Kormakitis (Cypriot Maronite Arabic: Kurmajit; Greek: Κορμακίτης, Kormakítis; Turkish: Kormacit or Koruçam) is a small village in Cyprus. It is under the de facto control of Northern Cyprus. Kormakitis is one of four traditionally Maronite villages in Cyprus, the other three being Asomatos, Agia Marina and Karpaseia. The Maronites of Kormakitis traditionally speak their own variety of Arabic called Cypriot Maronite Arabic (CMA) in addition to Greek and recently Turkish.Cape Kormakitis is named after the village.
All of the remaining Maronites villagers are elderly. The Republic of Cyprus government gives those who stayed in the north pensions of $670 a month per couple and around $430 for an individual. It also pays instructors to teach CMA, and funds week-long summer visits by young Maronites to put them in touch with their communal roots. Maronites also receive help from the United Nations. Every two weeks UN troops make the trip from Nicosia to deliver food, water, fuel and medical supplies across the border to the north’s Maronite population. The UN aid convoy is manned by soldiers from the 12 Regiment, Royal Artillery. Aid is funded by the Republic of Cyprus government but is delivered by the UN.
Chorus:
We make the world go round, uh uh, all they way from
the bronx to the town x4
{Verse 1)
We make the wold go round we universal/
All in the schedule no need for rehersal/
Our determination got our elevation elevating/
Through the nation keepin haters ration perpetraiting/
Which we need to keep our reputation motivated through
The thick and thin stayin stainless like the coupe
rims/
Poppin collars with hot dollers thats fresh out the
printer talkin bout eating we on the 9th dinner/
on the ninth dinner yes on the ninth dinner/
flow so hot yet we on the ninth winter/
if we talkin bout the game man it's sharper then a
splinter cus we don hit the jackpot just like a winner/
so we all make the world go round, we keep it spinning/
and it's never gonna stop till the top of tops winning/
all the people on the block from the hills to the mills
to from the hood all the way up to hollywood/
then back to bollywood man thats world wide baby/
through their hand in the air had em screamin all
crazy/
like we make the world go round, uh, and we gon show
all the haters who run the whole town like:
Chorus:
We make the world go round, uh uh, all they way from
the bronx to the town x4
{Verse 2}
And now we back at it, to mack on the wack addicts/
Cause what they lacked was the fact to cut back/
The fact to fade that and the guts to live that/
But we had that on lock raped up like them raps up/
And that's up so all the haters backed up/
Cause they didn't want the next step of the wack up/
I know they said most of us would flop but changed the
mind when they saw up at the tip top/ So I guess the
haters can be the fuel to the fire/
The key to the ignition on a never ending mission/
igniting their division with not a care to listen/
Straight through the intermission not caring for
decisions but yes uh/ we on a different mission/
To make it to the top keep it spinning fam on lock/
Stayin the brightest star in the sky/
Nike boots on still universaly fly like:
Chorus:
We make the world go round, uh uh, all they way from