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from Cappadonna - The Yin And The Yang [Explicit Version] (2001)
If it's possible I'll step in your obstacles [Chorus] Oh shit you better watch out for this Revenge so sweet that you might wanna flip Ride on your enemies, bust they shit Throw away the pistols throw away the clips [Cappadonna] Big grits, big ox snatch ice at Woodstock Remember those kids that hold cries they runnin fast Crack spillin out they sides It's the Hill brothers that kill And raps on a blue trap water bugs nothin but thugs Cops circlin, two cuts on shorty mugged Streets turn by the flyest of bug It's switch the e-shit fucker I take rhymes like a piss Eat the beats like tuna fish Stay focussed, your camp is dead meat and drop worms Wu-Tang is up on it too big to back down Defeat never heard of I came with the crowd merger The super friends seek that revenge Bout to fuck out, you kiss girls on the mouth Over here all of my niggas is bout bout [Chorus] [Timbo King] Call me straight up oak y'all niggas just plain panel Guns from my Ceridoor ask mic ammo Cross fire, bullets racashe horizontal Brooklyn bridge pharazano niggas know the motto Follow the path, knowledge the craft Swallow a whole bottle of math Since biology class Grand achery, bow and arrow split your grand largely Afro in ya heads, robin hoods drop goods in these wild lands A desert eagle in a child's hands Your style's planned, my styles blend earth, wind, fire, water You never know my son might fuck Mariah's daughter Ill visions of victory without a battle Breathes through tracks like cold winds towards Seattle Sound travels through fiber optics under gravel Combinating six sixty and they try to handle Niggas try to handle [Chorus] -a |
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from Cappadonna - The Yin and The Yang (Clean Ver.) (2001)
If it's possible I'll step in your obstacles
[Chorus] Oh shit you better watch out for this Revenge so sweet that you might wanna flip Ride on your enemies, bust they shit Throw away the pistols throw away the clips [Cappadonna] Big grits, big ox snatch ice at Woodstock Remember those kids that hold cries they runnin fast Crack spillin out they sides It's the Hill brothers that kill And raps on a blue trap water bugs nothin but thugs Cops circlin, two cuts on shorty mugged Streets turn by the flyest of bug It's switch the e-shit fucker I take rhymes like a piss Eat the beats like tuna fish Stay focussed, your camp is dead meat and drop worms Wu-Tang is up on it too big to back down Defeat never heard of I came with the crowd merger The super friends seek that revenge Bout to fuck out, you kiss girls on the mouth Over here all of my niggas is bout bout [Chorus] [Timbo King] Call me straight up oak y'all niggas just plain panel Guns from my Ceridoor ask mic ammo Cross fire, bullets racashe horizontal Brooklyn bridge pharazano niggas know the motto Follow the path, knowledge the craft Swallow a whole bottle of math Since biology class Grand achery, bow and arrow split your grand largely Afro in ya heads, robin hoods drop goods in these wild lands A desert eagle in a child's hands Your style's planned, my styles blend earth, wind, fire, water You never know my son might fuck Mariah's daughter Ill visions of victory without a battle Breathes through tracks like cold winds towards Seattle Sound travels through fiber optics under gravel Combinating six sixty and they try to handle Niggas try to handle [Chorus] -a |
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