[Intro: Cappadonna]
Yo, break that dutch down
[Verse 1: Cappadonna]
You and your man — y'all fucked up for real
Now we got to show y'all niggas the deal
I sling raps like cracks on the street
Attack, riot, rise above
Smash y'all, trash y'all, show y'all love
Thoughts are bright like a light bulb
Ice cold rap you stole
Lease a finance, one chance, be my CD entity
Your energy is too low to bite my slug
You get drugged behind bars and deathed and stoled on
Your code too simple, you best to hold on
Meet number three slang auxiliary
And slang therapy based upon a true story
I throw darts, cut markers, shred duplicators, it's the terminator
Wu Killa Bee understanding
Old Special Ed with the plate in my head
Bad bread, spare life, KKK on the mic, power like things of state
What? Play with the pussy and fuck
Stuck with the poles forever, what?
Wu-Tang Forever, never sleep
Lyrics that kill, murder one voice
Chill or get dropped, your weak team ain't appropriate to no lessons
Adolescence, rhyme war, encore, surrender to my rap
I'm stuck on the map like I told you before, Winter War
In these days of hardcore, smoke never stop clearin'
Stop cheerin', you makin' me hot
Acid rain a capell wet you, and upset you
Get you death threat, on cassette
It's the project reject with the mic check
Set to be the son that set the place off
Face off, my darts is lovin' you
Cyanide made your piss smell like flouride
Heavy stride, see it from the outside, archive five, smoke blunts hard
[Chorus: Killa Bamz]
Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour
Stand tall like the Berlin Wall
Automatic darts are pulled
Therefore, never ignore the silence and violence we live for
Blood on blood war
Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour
Stand tall like the Berlin Wall
Automatic darts are pulled
Therefore, never ignore the blood on blood war
Uncut raw we live for
[Verse 2: Cappadonna]
All I need is ten big bags of weed
Twenty-four acres of land so I can breathe
Money like Dusty, Prize like Leon
Throw darts at you if the heat's ever on
Split you with the .45 caliber rap
Beat y'all down with shit that sound phat
Call 911, you still can't score
You and your dulla ain't prepared for the war
Yeah, you got heat but we got C4
Plus we got villains that's watchin' your door
Hunchback, Chi-kids, Brother Jihad
VGL, FMF, The Vamp Squad
Terrorize y'all from every direction
Call up Hot 97 for protection
Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan
Spotted last night in the all-black van
Comin' down the block with guns out the window
Lickin' shots off every time wind blow
My class come first, I'm first to represent
Killa Bees linger in the air like incense
Instant action, speed of a satellite
Insight sights snakes from afar
Ajar, one side of a 2 faced bar
Project star, CD hacker, supreme rapper with the baseball cap
I attack fatal on the track
[Chorus: Killa Bamz]
Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour
Stand tall like the Berlin Wall
Automatic darts are pulled
Therefore, never ignore the silence and violence that we live for
Blood on blood war
Blood on blood war, take your mind on tour
Stand tall like the Berlin Wall
Automatic darts are pulled
Therefore, never ignore the blood on blood war
Uncut raw we live for
Yeah
*6 gunshots, then the dropping of shells in the background*