Cappadonna (feat. Rhyme Recca) "Everything Is Everything"
[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, I come a long stretch you can bet Love is love, for real for real Feel what you feel Park Hill 1-0-3-0-4 Rock caps til you can't take no more, it's war Prepare for darts, martial arts Let me shine keep me and mine, Son of Song took too long, back throwin darts, without remorse Dart holocaust, slang boss Remain top hip-hop, drop you to your knees for these Big CD's, you heard it through the grapevine Killer Beez
Chorus: Rhyme Recca
Everything is everything, reality I keep my mind on everything, cause everything ain't always everything, and everything that you see ain't reality, they just illusions (repeat 2X)
[Cappadonna] Face to face I break bread everytime In the world I hold mine, play it Now check it, see if you can comprehend these crossover rappers that lost they origin Run from the Wu this time it's more trouble I'm comin for the wreck so y'all could never bubble Never concerned about rabbits, after my cabbage Cherryheads, and parrots won't live in the barracks, we Don Hoe Buckwild with the flow, how we do Timbo's and full boot, vocabulary pitfall Fuck all, more clothes than the mall Let's brawl Wu-Tang broke radio laws, the opposite of mines is yours, from sea shores to bankrupt I conduct, erupt like Holyfield Third seal, third chamber's from the hood Branch out, and everytime you see Don I'm up to no good... motherfucker Splash that
[Cappadonna] I'm all alone, I feel trouble in the street City heats, ghetto beefs, trick or treat Call Chief, mad beef with MC's Entity, Killer Beez one machine Intervene, on scene self esteem We gleam at night, it seems like we too hype, hop y'all like checkers Projectors, we break laws, get yours We break jaws reunite, we upright It's alright, out of sight, out of mind It take time I develop, heads swell up Shut the hell up, add on, you been warned Mics get torn in half, I drop math Don't laugh, a bloodbath with this here Rap Shakespeare, beware, Donna-mite Brown skin with the satellite, I represent Buckwild and Street Life like two cent For real, for real Love is love, for real, for real *overlaps chorus*
[Kung-Fu movie sample] The other killers, have already shown up Now it'll be your turn, to die too