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Cappadonna - Black Boy

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[cappadonna]

Ahh... the outdoors, the fresh outdoors

Word up, its a beautiful day

Bout to go poli right now thats my word

Aiyyo



Aiyyo call me a cab its the razor sharp kid

Dipped everyday my style is po-lit

Im out to the mansion I gots to catch ghost

Im headed to the club tonight, we need toast

For that wack ass mc, talkin all the shit

I know we cant wait just to get his wig split

Its war with the gods this year, represent

The bitch-ass niggaz keep tryin to repent

But we still lickin off, we wild like two cent

Park hill projects, say it witcha lungs

Fuck yall cats, we always got guns

But just in case, we get drunk and cant drive

We gotta fuck somethin up, dead or alive

Yall comin with us, we live on the other side

Of the chart, where your mother met poppa wu...



Chorus: tekitha



Black boyyyeee, in the ghetto streets

Black boyyeeee, no more suffering

Black boyyeeee, shine the light for we

Continue, black boy, black boy, black boy, black boy



[cappadonna]

After the tour I came back for more

Comin correctly, just like before

Wu-tang forever, I was just a pirate

In the rec room regulatin with osirus

Deep thoughts, I dont take no shorts

Minds on lease like expensive imports

Elevate the seed, no lust or greed

Livin life long time may continue to breed

Never gettin caught up inside the agencies

For ten long years, but I paid my fee

Now Im on the frontline with w.t.c.

Back me down these streets are still ill

From brownsville all the way down in park hill

Pack with the beef cause niggaz wont chill

Cats smoked out like chicken on the grill

Im takin this shit way back to bill bill

In the projects where my man got killed



Chorus



[cappadonna]

Donna camay, rockin witchall all night

Used to be a little stressed now Im gettin it right

Fresh kicks with the gold watch dipped in ice

From shaolin, its the vanglorious man

When the world go around these things start to happen

Wifey in the kitchen, brother still snitchin

Bloods accumulatin, we gettin impatient

Knowledge and wisdom, teach the understandin

Thats how Im plannin, blow up like a cannon

Pull my man in, hit yall again

Now I make sense, we do this for the rent

Build with intelligence break your defense

No hesitation, time gets spent

Some fall victim, others get bent

Some recognize, real niggaz represent

I cant never stop til my heart is content

Puttin in the work til I feel confidant

Blast out darts in the wu basement



Chorus 2x



[kung-fu movie sample]

Hahahahahahahaha

Dont you know the underworld?

Theres no friendship party here

No meeting

You can come, but you cant leave

Move! let no one live..

*sounds of fighting*

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