never fail Like crews who soul miss, tamper doors open And your death wish, peepin analyst Bamz who got the mad new shit [cappadonna] The pillage, the pillage, the pillage
Translation: Cappadonna. Looting.
[Cappadonna] Ahh... the outdoors, the fresh outdoors Word up, it's a beautiful day Bout to go poli' right now that's my WORD Aiyyo Aiyyo call me a cab
then it's flight time, that's when I'm jetty in a fifty-seven Chevy, gassed on my own Getti Head heavy, with deadly medleys [Cappadonna] I opened up
in D.C., check for a nigga If you in Georgia, check for a nigga check for a nigga, check for a nigga, check for a nigga Outfits forever New Cappadonna
Black solidarity day, arrest sentence Looking at the moon he starts his coming soon High like my man cmon give me the fame His flame is so bright, open
gettin blown nigga, throwin darts at the charts Danger Zone nigga, Cappadonna You know the stee' potnah, Wu-Tang death before dishonor - what? [Cappadonna] Yo, new Cappadonna
body in his turf Yo, shame on, all y'all niggaz on some Baywatch shit Soundin like me, suckin my dick Pretty Tone, long live the great Cappadon Cappadon... [Cappadon
on the Gods pump up your fist [x3] if you love this shit pump up your fist [x3] if you love this shit [Cappadonna] Vanglorious darts, brown skinned
fail Like crews who soul miss, tamper doors open and your death wish, peepin analyst Bamz who got the mad new shit [Cappadonna] The pillage, the pillage, the pillage
Crack backs heavy on the cash all night at the drug site we hung tight three o'clock in the night ounces of coke dirty kicks money gets low in the street
lost it Where the party at give me the mic and I'ma toss it Head crack talk back, verbal attack Side track you get japped with my lyric impact Snap outta that, Cappadonna
I know a lot of brothers that think that they can flow But when I come through, it's like everybody's slow One kid told me he used to be a pro Until
to kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya from this major misbehavior, heavy hands layin corners in the elevator, guard your grill [Cappadonna
Rzarector in the shadow Tru Master in the shadow Golden Arms in the shadow 12 O'clock in the shadow [Verse 1:] Crushed off the bag of dope, I felt pity
my child and a man to me, now I'm sung of strong hearts Run free, run free, young hearts Young hearts, run free Run free, young hearts [Cappadonna] Girlfriend
[Cappadonna] All in the club like what? Rugged dressed up Hair messed up, gold on my neck Don't sweat y'all show respect Poppa on the set Death threat
Yo, break that dutch down [Cappadonna] You and your man, y'all fucked up for real Now we got to show y'all niggas the deal I sling raps, like cracks
