[featuring rhyme recca]
[cappadonna]
All in the club like what? rugged dressed up
Hair messed up gold on my neck
Donand't sweat yand'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 canand't take no more itand'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 cdand's, you heard it through the grapevine
Killer beez
Chorus: rhyme recca
Everything is everything, reality
I keep my mind on everything, cause everything
Ainand't always everything, and everything
That you see ainand'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 itand's more trouble
Iand'm comin for the wreck so yand'all could never bubble
Never concerned about rabbits, after my cabbage
Cherryheads, and parrots
Wonand't live in the barracks, we don hoe
Buckwild with the flow, how we do
Timboand's and full boot, vocabulary pitfall
Fuck all, more clothes than the mall
Letand'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 chamberand's from the hood
Branch out, and everytime you see don
Iand'm up to no good... motherfucker
Splash that
Chorus
[cappadonna]
Iand'm all alone, i feel trouble in the street
City heats, ghetto beefs, trick or treat
Call chief, mad beef with mcand's
Entity, killer beez one machine
Intervene, on scene self esteem
We gleam at night, it seems like
We too hype, hop yand'all like checkers
Projectors, we break laws, get yours
We break jaws reunite, we upright
Itand'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
Donand'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*
Chorus
[kung-fu movie sample]
The other killers, have already shown up
Now itand'll be your turn, to die too
Weand're ready anytime!
