Cappadonna - Oh-Donna (Rap Pavillion) lyrics

(Cappadonna) Tell Mel Shawn to come in and lose The Game Word, yo, one life to live It's on your head Just like my daughters That's my word! Polka dot Connection Shine just apostle (Ghostface) Yo, my whole body like a spoiler kid, draped in the latest hits Both hands, two gla** cutters, cops'll alter this Cream of Wheat steez pushed back, we in a spaceship Like the Jetsons, ashtray slide refreshments Automatic bubble yo, straight off the Benz Dac double Daniel unrockable fam milk the same yo f** you, Duel of the Iron, Tony win a Oscar Legendary rah, wicked Phantom of the Opera Blow fish the movie's over, die with a slow kiss Tongue kiss the neck and it's, mucus from a locust Stand on fly, Mel-a-chi is on standby The white Puma's go with the X I multiply yo (Cappadonna) Word on block is that half the King k**er Beez Rap's under seige, Guyanese guns I got European funds, my ice don't melt Shaolin is felt, mathematics is my rod And my staff, I pray like this I break mics in half, sh** realism f** Moet and baguettes, that get paid off Or get laid off, I spray New York I'm an angel, at war with the rappers Good black women sleep over at Cappa's I fall into it, Mr. September Rock my long FUBU shirt in the winter I respect my kind, plus pack a nine Daytime outfit superb outlet Staten Isle in effect, y'all in the manor If you can feel Don down it Atlanta I'm a poet, my work is never done Law of Park Hill, my mic is stage one Fifty-five tribes, in Psalms 30 Caution, sometimes my thoughts get dirty Somethin precise, hold back the pressure My unit too nice, you only got one life To live, think twice (Think twice think twice twice twice twice) (Ghostface) Yo, aiyyo we swingle, make moves, PJ out the window Flamingo, Santa Domingo, let's Kringle Bruce Wayne diggin graveyard rocks and swingin Multimillions, rap pavillion stay G'in (Cappadonna) This year, we throw darts in the air To let y'all know this sh** is severe Ohhhhhhh Donnn-na, Ohhhhhhh Donnn-na (Ghostface) Dove nice Mary Jane b**hes Bud Light Co-production I spoke to Christ, shoes were light Statueheads all up in my lab like mad Empty bags are lyin in the yard, welfare Dead weight yo, cables that clamp around the neck Sucrets fast Corvettes, tecs on my rest Sabotage, rap motor large, Mickey caught a charge Credit card scam, when he couldn't rock the Wu skull f** yeah, televise the sh** on Fox Big Ghost'll grab the jim and un-fasten your box' You're allergic to the fungus on Earth, k**er Bee Headquarters is work, Khadafi body in his turf Yo, shame on, all y'all n***as on some Baywatch sh** Soundin like me, s**in my dick Pretty Tone, long live the great Cappadon Cappadon... (Cappadon) ... as I get it on I'ma take time to wait for y'all n***as to stop It ain't enough room for y'all cats to sound chop In a cla** by myself I hold the foundation Face to face, I make my affiliation Short and brief, I make out with the looseleaf In the struggle, ten years after the beef I choose to come forth then pronounce my sin If it's not the felonies or the color of my skin I'ma keep switchin my gear, again and again From the trainin camp I drive past V.I.N It be Wu-Wear for life, my team is top billin More sacrifices, create better livin My darts came to save the world like Blue Ribbon Protect seeds, and protect black women Raised in the Pillage right now we just driftin Ferry boat n***as make a whole lotta difference Drama, if you slackin up in the business Godly from the Group Home always got biscuits Ohhhhhhh, Donnn-na (repeat 4X)