Cappadonna

Cappadonna - '96 Recreation songtekst

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 [rza]

Yeahstart wit that one

Yoyoyomy acustic futuristic lingustic rap fabric

Is a mixture of arabic sandscript in it's italics

I talk quicky'all bitches can't comprehend my dick release spit

Wit love should I release hits

We travel through bodies like blood vessels

All y'all crab niggas try to wrestle to be on top of this pedastool

Slang doctrineminoxinlyrical toxinI'm chessboxin

Words is rushin through like a herd of angry oxen!!



[cappadonna]

Fatal for these pussy cat niggas is dead weight

Concentratemy murder rate excellerateterminate

So spoil like coke in the foil

Knock knockI shot the whole block

Electricityflow splendidly

Internally inside of me like tony starks tee

I create excellencyone-sixty call l-o-u-n-g assist me

Papi wardrobe is keyroll promptly

For slang hallvocabulary igorfrankenstein mind

Rewind for a minute while I dig down your trackstupid

I move quick shit is accuratekojack tactics

Chaoskilla bee mindshigh society blacknessspread the rumor



[rza]

My lyrical marv-el makin more cream than carvel

Y'all niggas best to hold your weight like barbell

To my verbal swordsman schoolstudents don't play truant

My most prudent pupilrhyme under influence

Of alcohol and to-baccomushrooms imported from morocco

Bellies on the rocksand a twenty sack of choco

Wit forty tales and gold around the fistbitch I carve

Glitters on the paper so my family won't starve



[cappadonna]

I'm deep in the shitI stay highly involved

Never inconceitednever been beated

Been trapped in many wars but not yet retreated

My style you need itI just write to read it

It's all fresh lyricno nothing gets repeated

I came a long way and guess whatI succeeded

I conquer my opponentand feed him baby food

Cuz he's childish and illiterateand ye has been rude

To the father year meo-r-i-g

Respond to the war wit the killa bee law



[ol' dirty bastard]

Scavenger niggayou's a shhriimp

A full line of shhiitmy ear can digest iiit

Stop drinkin all that waterlet's take it to the land

So I can godzilla up your shit mister tiny tim man

Niggas be creepin up my beanstalk

When I start to come down on your fuckin ass

You tried to chop shit on up

Played my shit like parks bitchI'm that



[rza]

Legendary microphone's weaponary

You secondary bitch-ass fairies

Scary cats won't survive this verbal attack

You think you're slang can match

The wu-tangemphatically now cypher

You fake crumbsyou should be stung on your tongue

While you young guns bungewe plunge into the grunge

Deep into the dark dungeonwe come in one wind

Nine minds combine to form the wisest rhyme force to summon

I be the quoted mathematical combination

Unloadin mysteries of lifeyou feel my solar wind blowin



[cappadonna]

Just thenI came on the stage like wind

Blew slang in your face and it touch your skin

You felt chillyjust like you smoked a bag of illy

You need a coat just to protect your throat

Two pairs of sockskid I'm cold like ice rise

Chap-lipped duds can't fuck wit the chatterbox

Cherry heads felt the draft of the ox

Shaolin niggas won't fuck wit one block *pause*

Broke forgot about half the slang murderer

Down wit the union big street sling murderer

Terrorizinmove I'm tranquelizin

Fast getaway wit the slow speed drivin

Two miles an hourcappa do it wit the power

Somebody blow somethingcut fool in the tower                      
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