Cappadonna - Get Away From The Door lyrics

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Cappadonna - Get Away From The Door lyrics

(feat. Inspectah Deck) (Intro: Cappadonna) Yo! Get away from the door Everybody get the f** back Staten Island, stand up (Cappadonna) I live a street life, nothin' but hard times and strife I be stuck on the block try'nna make things right Sold crack for a living, now I could write Not just for the paper, for the sacrifice Vibe with me, the cops come ride with me I'm all in the hood, yeah n***a, slide with me If the feds start lookin' for Don, survive with me Experience my ill pain, the broke windows in the rain Crackheads goin' insane Marlo stuck dope in his vein, lift him up Bodies in the back of the hood, stiffen up It get ugly and sh**, why it gotta be this? We came a long way, f** cheaters We don't wanna bust the Heaterz No speakin' on the phone, we don't trust receivers (yeah) Park Hill be the real n***az and Don' Divas (it ain't over, it just begun) (Chorus: Inspectah Deck) Enough of your bullsh**, my n***az'll pull quick Berettas and full quicks, guerillas and convicts Armed and dangerous, bombs and bangers, kid Stormin' the game with it, calm but anxious and I'll whip yo a** for this, come with the cash or it's On with the blast and it's, gonna get hazardous n***az should know by now, n***az should know my style Shaolin, hold me down, frontin', there goes the pow! (Cappadonna) Why it gotta be like this Police fightin' us with night sticks, n***az carryin' ice picks Sometimes, n***az we do crimes, I ain't gotta tell you n***az throwin' up signs, n***az shipped to Bellview Son, don't let coke dog smell you Run if you packin' something, do what I tell you Skate, n***a, never let jake nail you I got caught up in the grind but I fell through Now I'm back on the spot, keep my eye on you Make a phone call, kid, or put a spy on you.. And this is dedicated to all my n***az in the ghetto Big dimes and C Rule, jugs of Palmetto I'm in too deep and I just can't let go Catchin' my pain, real n***az that respect dough (Chorus) (Outro: Cappadonna (sample)) It's my world! f**ed up... stick 'em! Ugh.. 2-4, Graveyard Shift (The names and the faces have changed But the game, is still the same...)