Natural Disaster

Cappadonna & Amar Divine & Wonda Woman & Lounge Lo - Rap
Natural Disaster
2 Plays
Duration: 3:12
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Cappadonna] Imma twist another nigga's sandwich and get managed Puff after puff, my star goin' demand this Reports, numbers, autographs and cameras, uh I'm on the scanners, murdering the crowds with good manners It's a lot of rap bandits, not ready to be candidates But let's handle this, show them how to dismantle this bitch When I spit, [?] gotta submit, c'mon Prophet, always on top of this shit Hunger it, 7 days and 7 nights, you need to settle it When I was the coach of that dump, I used to meddle, yeah Pitbulls is everywhere, yo, my kettle is thick [?] keeping the booker for real tea You can't race me, gotta embrace me I'm hood, everytime I hear the beat Up in everybody hood, everybody know ol' g I hold the microphone, plus I got the rosary So when we murder my enemies, nigga, I'm supposed to flee Back in this fly, where nobody can see Feds got to reason with the kid till the pyramids Bout to return will come back like jesus did Street conquerors, young life, young sponsorers Bout to run up in the spot touch down and get bonkerers [Verse 2: Amar Divine] You're irrelevant, getting sick informally until I'm normally Act off and coast and pose, you see my karma be Vibrant, uh huh, it makes me live When I walk up bank and take all of your bread Doin nuttin level and now we got a night cover Party like the same eyed doe is [?] Just a second to go, yo, man you dealing with Businessmen, enterprise, niggas that flow We got king cash sense, we add cents For many we the federal laws my cash spent Ma sober manner, stealin' in ma farm grammar Clone shit to grow fertilize it with a banner Watch me up worth double, I put my nut work Rap into a huddle, man, you little tryin big niggas is big trouble [Verse 3: Wonda Woman] I been anointed with the holy oil Flow the ink, lets me think clearly Wondering minds, fastforward not rewind Plan to do the flashbacks futuristic preparations Now I know how to react, facing facts, not fantasy Virtual reality, meditate, moment of clarity Proposing hits, increasing my salary Overcoming technicalities Daddy's little girl, mama's pearl, so i'm prepared For the ugly beasts in this world But now I got my arsenal ready Keeping my strong arm steady Goal getting, trendsetting Captivating, so amazing trailblazing Persevere through the chaos Now I'm leaving the booth blazing [Verse 4: Lounge Lo] I'm back from the dead like Fred Kruger Original head shooter get head on the bed with the let in Aruba I took drugs that Michael had and slept for days Came back and told Cap, I was rappin' with dad But now I'm like fuck it, I keep my cool And if you test, Imma eat your food Ya'll niggas don't know my streets, fuck boy I'm Staten's most pop', you don't know my peeps Kept it quiet for a minute stayed away from the beat But I tell you one thing, I had to pay for my heat So I lounge in the cut with shells, it ain't hard to tell I got that ill shit, sour smells Car kill hooligan who used to wild out Ow I wanna shoot again, either or you or him A ferry boat (boat), I buss one online I'm on 17s, you on them old times Yeah, uh huh [Outro: sample] As he talks he paints a picture with words and gestures
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Credits
- Writers
- Cappadonna
- Amar Divine
- Wonda Woman
- Lounge Lo