C.A.P.P.A. - Cappadonna, Amar Divine

Yo I’m an artist

I draw pictures

Same ol' shit

Different day

I’m not a hater

I’m a participator

Hard times and prophecy

I’m a hip hop entrepreneur

Spiritual rap in guerilla warfare

I’m a legend in the game

Concrete jungle life in the world

I dedicate this one to all them artist

Some of ya’ll say you can’t understand me

Cause you don’t know the science of a nigga with a

Came from the slums

Now I got more funds

The more paper

The more I see the hate come

I’m out here tryna get a little break from the snakes and the jakes them

Gotta shake them

Give a lot back

Now I gotta make some

I don’t trust none of ya’ll

You could be a fake one

Friends are enemies

Enemies turned friends

Don’t judge me

Cause we all got the same sins

I’m a hustler

Entrepreneur

You a customer

You want me to do it

Keep coming in that floor

Make a honey jump to it an screw it

Nuttin to fool with it

Go to school with it

Still drive jewels with it

Flowing on cruise with it

And i’m gonna do with it

What I gotta do with it

Till i’m through with it

Brother you can go and spread the news with it

Yeah

Uh

C-a-pp-a

Check it out yea

My nigga roughs that speedy game up

Niggas wanna rock with the hot potatoes

Ain’t no thing

Cause a nigga go in

Tell you motherfuckers

Yo you are not the greatest

Tell the dj stop the faders

Bring it back to the top of playlist

Every night you niggas get it right

Every nigga with a mic

Wanna spit some pages

Well nothing is safe

Straight anus

You a homo thug that got famous

Don’t wanna hear your thought

You little wack report

Your lifestyle don’t fuckin entertain us

It’s all fake nigga

Stick to the basics

Drugs, moneys, hoes, no innovation

I’m too real for your radio station

Djs might lose their jobs they try to play this

C-a-pp-a

Consider all poor people acceptable

Hook off (echoes)