Blood on Blood War

Lyrics

[Intro: Cappadonna] Yo, break that dutch down [Verse 1: Cappadonna] You and your man — y'all fucked up for real Now we got to show y'all niggas the deal I sling raps like cracks on the street Attack, riot, rise above Smash y'all, trash y'all, show y'all love Thoughts are bright like a light bulb Ice cold rap you stole Lease a finance, one chance, be my CD entity Your energy is too low to bite my slug You get drugged behind bars and deathed and stoled on Your code too simple, you best to hold on Meet number three slang auxiliary And slang therapy based upon a true story I throw darts, cut markers, shred duplicators, it's the terminator Wu Killa Bee understanding Old Special Ed with the plate in my head Bad bread, spare life, KKK on the mic, power like things of state What? Play with the pussy and fuck Stuck with the poles forever, what? Wu-Tang Forever, never sleep Lyrics that kill, murder one voice Chill or get dropped, your weak team ain't appropriate to no lessons Adolescence, rhyme war, encore, surrender to my rap I'm stuck on the map like I told you before, Winter War In these days of hardcore, smoke never stop clearin' Stop cheerin', you makin' me hot Acid rain a capell wet you, and upset you Get you death threat, on cassette It's the project reject with the mic check Set to be the son that set the place off Face off, my darts is lovin' you Cyanide made your piss smell like flouride Heavy stride, see it from the outside, archive five, smoke blunts hard [Chorus: Killa Bamz] Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour Stand tall like the Berlin Wall Automatic darts are pulled Therefore, never ignore the silence and violence we live for Blood on blood war Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour Stand tall like the Berlin Wall Automatic darts are pulled Therefore, never ignore the blood on blood war Uncut raw we live for [Verse 2: Cappadonna] All I need is ten big bags of weed Twenty-four acres of land so I can breathe Money like Dusty, Prize like Leon Throw darts at you if the heat's ever on Split you with the .45 caliber rap Beat y'all down with shit that sound phat Call 911, you still can't score You and your dulla ain't prepared for the war Yeah, you got heat but we got C4 Plus we got villains that's watchin' your door Hunchback, Chi-kids, Brother Jihad VGL, FMF, The Vamp Squad Terrorize y'all from every direction Call up Hot 97 for protection Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan Spotted last night in the all-black van Comin' down the block with guns out the window Lickin' shots off every time wind blow My class come first, I'm first to represent Killa Bees linger in the air like incense Instant action, speed of a satellite Insight sights snakes from afar Ajar, one side of a 2 faced bar Project star, CD hacker, supreme rapper with the baseball cap I attack fatal on the track [Chorus: Killa Bamz] Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour Stand tall like the Berlin Wall Automatic darts are pulled Therefore, never ignore the silence and violence that we live for Blood on blood war Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour Stand tall like the Berlin Wall Automatic darts are pulled Therefore, never ignore the blood on blood war Uncut raw we live for Yeah *6 gunshots, then the dropping of shells in the background*