You keep talking about talent
Talent? What do you know?
Instead of studying theory
We're going to get up and go
Get up and go
Get up and go
Get up and go
Get up and go
A bit too much distortion
The feedback hurts your ears
You say we need mors practice
Maybe in a couple of years
We've got no time for judgement
Not interested in what you say
Keep up your verbal criticism
We'll go out and playArtist: Cappadonna f/ Killa Bamz
Album: The Pillage
Song: Pillage
Typed by: OHHLA.com
[Killa Bamz]
Red dog Ebonese, half Gotti and Lebonese
You see me posted, lifted like my tape to text
Poverty projects son, and I ain't scared to talk
Newport, five percent of New York, spray darts
where you walk, cocoahead peers, throwin Shaolin spears
Floatin through the Village, trapped in design to shine
Pillage, war between the thug and the con
As for the father reborn, castle in the mind
Mind blind and captive, warfare be inner-active
Bamz is savage hard to substitute
Smoke the hydro root, in a casual suit
I'm tryin to walk these dogs but I'ma dog myself
Get my wealth for delf, hard rock crews is so-low
Stagnate, thoughts of payin dues
Gotta prop the holes in my suit, Bamz foot style
is Shaolin Isle, spend Valentine in the cooler
Get the CREAM dula, figures and dollars
Stuck I make a thug holla, swarmin the bees who rock the Walla
Po-Po lookin for collars, peep the whole scene
Make it happen, Shaolin, dart clappin
Prepare for this war we assassin, but now I'ma chill
for a minute, smoke bones of hydronetic and get pathetic
Sources is similar to full drum when we swarm
Rock my red cape like Spawn
Shaolin breathin in a hailstorm, teachers of Allah
know it's best to quote the topics
Shaolin trees from prophets, representin Shaolin
We gonna die for this, so don't you never fail
Like crews who soul miss, tamper doors open
and your death wish, peepin analyst
Bamz who got the mad new shit
[Cappadonna]
The pillage, the pillage, the pillage
Oceanwide, Donna on the outside
Cyanide, killa bee hive, homicide
His side is gone, it's on, my uniform is Uno
Acapella was take two, respect due
No commercial I teach though, I reach those
higher heights, mic to death, words of wisdom
Words of a architect strike, hype is the crowd
Down low is me, Bamz suga