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Текст (слова) песни: Cappadonna - 96 Recreation



[rza]

Yeah, start wit that one

Yo, yo, yo, my acustic futuristic lingustic rap fabric

Is a mixture of arabic sandscript in its italics

I talk quick, yall bitches cant comprehend my dick release spit

Wit love should I release hits

We travel through bodies like blood vessels

All yall crab niggas try to wrestle to be on top of this pedastool

Slang doctrine, minoxin, lyrical toxin, Im chessboxin

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

[cappadonna]

Fatal for these pussy cat niggas is dead weight

Concentrate, my murder rate excellerate, terminate

So spoil like coke in the foil

Knock knock, I shot the whole block

Electricity, flow splendidly

Internally inside of me like tony starks tee

I create excellency, one-sixty call l-o-u-n-g assist me

Papi wardrobe is key, roll promptly

For slang hall, vocabulary igor, frankenstein mind

Rewind for a minute while I dig down your track, stupid

I move quick shit is accurate, kojack tactics

Chaos, killa bee minds, high society blackness, spread the rumor

[rza]

My lyrical marv-el makin more cream than carvel

Yall niggas best to hold your weight like barbell

To my verbal swordsman school, students dont play truant

My most prudent pupil, rhyme under influence

Of alcohol and to-bacco, mushrooms imported from morocco

Bellies on the rocks, and a twenty sack of choco

Wit forty tales and gold around the fist, bitch I carve

Glitters on the paper so my family wont starve

[cappadonna]

Im deep in the shit, I stay highly involved

Never inconceited, never been beated

Been trapped in many wars but not yet retreated

My style you need it, I just write to read it

Its all fresh lyric, no nothing gets repeated

I came a long way and guess what, I succeeded

I conquer my opponent, and feed him baby food

Cuz hes childish and illiterate, and ye has been rude

To the father year me, o-r-i-g

Respond to the war wit the killa bee law

[ol dirty bastard]

Scavenger nigga, yous a shhriimp

A full line of shhiit, my ear can digest iiit

Stop drinkin all that water, lets 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 bitch, Im that

[rza]

Legendary microphones weaponary

You secondary bitch-ass fairies

Scary cats wont survive this verbal attack

You think youre slang can match

The wu-tang, emphatically now cypher

You fake crumbs, you should be stung on your tongue

While you young guns bunge, we plunge into the grunge

Deep into the dark dungeon, we come in one wind

Nine minds combine to form the wisest rhyme force to summon

I be the quoted mathematical combination

Unloadin mysteries of life, you feel my solar wind blowin

[cappadonna]

Just then, I came on the stage like wind

Blew slang in your face and it touch your skin

You felt chilly, just like you smoked a bag of illy

You need a coat just to protect your throat

Two pairs of socks, kid Im cold like ice rise

Chap-lipped duds cant fuck wit the chatterbox

Cherry heads felt the draft of the ox

Shaolin niggas wont fuck wit one block *pause*

Broke forgot about half the slang murderer

Down wit the union big street sling murderer

Terrorizin, move Im tranquelizin

Fast getaway wit the slow speed drivin

Two miles an hour, cappa do it wit the power

Somebody blow something, cut fool in the tower

 

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