Feed My Folks

Lyrics

[Intro: Cappadonna] Yeah, yeah man Big up Wah di bloodclaat Big up to all massive Burn Babylon Crews worldwide [?] family [Verse 1: Cappadonna] The gold carpets Platinum colored hair All black on Holding my Grammy in the air Yeah; I fought the good fight Everybody know I was there Since '98 I barely had another good year Homies changed, homegirls changed The wifey changed, the world changed Sippin on this nasty champagne I'm on the campaign but they don't know my damn pain Still grateful for my blessings thought I can't complain I'm still chillin out Yeah just do the damn thing I do my duty yo Overseas up in Paul McCartney studio Yea me and my man Simon Hot gang international Slip into Bulgaria and drop math too Droppin shit with Meth and my whole crew Fucka ya'll [?] Shakazulu Bam bam, boom boom African moon The rich dude right here never left but coming back soon Just on my zigga tho Same nigga bro When I was down it was the biggest joke All I wanted to do was feed my folks Somebody said yo I'ma sell this dope [Verse 2: Nakeeba Amaniyea] Somebody nah put no gun to wi head Fi do Babylon words, Babylon words, yeah Fi wi go sell out wi self fi some bread Still they feelings hurt feelings hurt And if them tink a small ting When court a rise up like dirt, up like dirt Nobody nah put no gun to wi head Fi do babylon words, Bablylon words [Verse 3: Cappadonna] Hey yo I'm back from the slums I'm back on that newness And I do give a fuck about who's more exclusive Whatever is conducive That's where the juice is Throw up your dueces This is a Wu blitz Soundboy a go dead if him eva try fuck with Champion sound murder everything that come round it Cappadonna and you know I'm African crown quick And ganja man know him haffi let di next pound slip We do if fa di youth Dem haffi mek di black graduate Never hesitate fi mek dem come out on the straight tip Dis di youthAmerica black and dats di greatest Martin Luther King him a di greatest Malcolm X yes him a di greatest Garvey a di greatest Selassie a di greatest Every African wi haffi jump off di slave ship And dem a make it Farrakhan make it Elijah make it The Christ make it Everybody make it Wi nah go take it nuh brutality We haffi rise up Gwan put on you hoodie Some [?] a gwan nuhbaddi lookie lookie Burn Babylon dem ago treat wi like rookie Speak the truth to the youth They make system nah soosh me Lick off dem bumborass if nuhbaddi try push me A nuh bush weed only good broccoli Walk in massive Staten Island posse New York City, WTC C.A.P. dem nuh ready Nah dem nuh ready Dem fassy deh nuh ready Wu-Tang are ready Killa Bee are ready [?] dem nuh ready Babylon nuh ready Fire up di gun an dem nuh ready [Outro:] [Gunshots] Brockhead (echoes)