Cappadonna - Broken Glass Lyrics
[Intro: Cappadonna]Shake 'em... post up.. (move... yeah)Hold that nigga..[Cappadonna]It's like a snake bites the flesh, I damage and leave the poisonRuckus in the Square, it's me who brought the noise inThe vocab killa, usin' my words like matchesSettin' fire to the jam like Backdraft & HellfireLatches, start to unlock when I rockYou with the ready rock, hip hop feels the blockYou can't stop, bouncin' and movin'Cuz I walk these dogs like I'm righteousBuildin' in the cypher with twelve GodsPeople from all over flood the street like carsTo hear the drama, who's that spectucular rhymer?It's me: C-A-P-P-A, D, double ECappadon' brings the shit from cross the seaWith the laid back style that pump inside the PorscheIf this was the Olympics, I be holdin' the torchWith the phat golden 'dallion hangin' down from my neckWe the slang prostitution get the dookie respect[Interlude: Cappadonna]Yeah, talkin' bout, get that money upBirth of Don'... what up Rae? What up Ghost?Look at this..[Cappadonna]I'm a lyrical arson, my technique is awesomeVerbal murderer darts and suttle the beat metamorphisStep into my office, I torch this, for chips I cost thisMore hits, no water hits, unrecord thisI swing a sword quick, original Don' for hireI attack microphones and set 'em on fireWelcome to my environment of ill vocal attirePass the wire, it's the twelve o'clock rockThat makes the hip hop beats, dart armanillaStraight Killa Hilla, ol' school joints and MillerBaggy jeans, the gun-gums vest in the dumb-dumbsCome on my team pick corns and we rump-a-pump-pumpCoins, and we dumb-dumbs be Donna Goines and my niggasNo feds, easy on the pictures (come on now)Watch everything and search those *****es[Outro: Cappadonna]See you, word upWe don't get no prop-loveRump-a-pump-pump-pumpCome on, can I say it?Pass the tape, get the ***** upWhat, what, Homicide, S.IWhat, baby? The hustle... come onSurrender! Move, haha, grab 'em, what's really good?You *****in' faggots!I tried to tell ya niggas, we won't be opressed no more..We ain't takin' it, nigga, this shit is real!This album right here is called "The Struggle"Don't forget! It's my *****in' word..2003, slash, Code:Red, nigga! *three gun shots*
