Cappadonna


The Pillage


Dart Throwing


[Raekwon (Method Man)]
Let's get it on Kokomo
John John Blazini, Donna J-Bird
Yeah, another Persian legacy
(The Iron Lung)
Yo, yeah, yeah, yo, yo

Dart throwin, yo aimin at your nostril, Aeropostle
Sword rockin halibut steak we choppin
Militia, eight to nine generals at one time
Fiery red wine, throw me off one line
Spot the snakeskin, dunn was scaley
Chopped his head off for really
Sit back, crack the Bailey's
Wetter than white milk, grab the quilt, that's the heater
My nigga drop losses, strike like Adidas
Shit is deep, the grant's still burnin
Your long time earnins just got snatched by more Germans
Europeans are seein me bleedin
Jet off in the Lex skiin
Goggles, Louis Rich Sweden

[Method Man]
I dig my life experiences, wrap it up in twelve inches
Keepin my defenses
Put it up in raw trenches, holdin court on the park benches
In the ghetto servin life sentence
Mass confusion in New York
On these city sidewalks, busy sidewalks
There's no snoozin
Stop actin like it's me losin
Peep my modern day Pompeii on city streets
The son pack heat in Hell's Kitchen
Time to get money, finger itchin
Once again plot thicken and you succumb
To the will of the slum bite your tongue
Burn a bush with the Iron Lung, pay dirt to no one
Guilty by association, stank bitch wanna give me some
Nasty nasty I pass
Let them players flash and trick on they cash
On your funky ass I only buy shit that last
A lifetime I write rhyme
Chippin through the pipeline then it's flight time
That's when I'm jetty
In a '57 Chevy, gassed on my own Getti
Head heavy with deadly medleys

[Cappadonna]
I opened up my rap bible
Then the light came over the children
As it began to rain I started buildin (Donn Donn)
Spoke many times before but didn't score
My reading was poor
Injected with the Devil's English
I extinguish and approach all homonyms
Shit in your brain wipe my ass with the phenomenoms
Behold you get shot down from the Moet-o
Kid encyclopedia left y'all petrol
My dancehall standoff rap like Peter Metro
Echo echo, what
Beware my sect-o, lounge piece tech-o leggo
Uniform flow, stay strong black my shit is real
Peace out bro

[Method Man]
Tical
Ask us time and time again
Muthafuckers wanna battle with the baddest men
Give it to em raw
Give it to em raw down to the fuckin floor
Up to the roof with the proof
Methical Man god damn
Let's bug in this shit


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