Everything Is Everything

All in the club like what? Rugged dressed up

Hair messed up gold on my neck

Don't sweat y'all show respect Poppa on the set

Death threat I come a long stretch you can bet

Love is love for real for real

Feel what you feel Park Hill 1 0 3 0 4

Rock caps til you can't take no more it's war

Prepare for darts martial arts

Let me shine keep me and mine Son of Song

took too long, back throwin darts, without remorse

Dart holocaust, slang boss

Remain top hip-hop, drop you to your knees for these

Big CD's, you heard it through the grapevine

Killer Beez

Chorus: Rhyme Recca

Everything is everything, reality

I keep my mind on everything, cause everything

ain't always everything, and everything

that you see ain't reality, they just illusions

(repeat 2X)

[Cappadonna]

Face to face I break bread everytime

In the world I hold mine, play it

Now check it, see if you can comprehend

these crossover rappers that lost they origin

Run from the Wu this time it's more trouble

I'm comin for the wreck so y'all could never bubble

Never concerned about rabbits, after my cabbage

Cherryheads, and parrots

won't live in the barracks, we Don Hoe

Buckwild with the flow, how we do

Timbo's and full boot, vocabulary pitfall

Fuck all, more clothes than the mall

Let's brawl

Wu-Tang broke radio laws, the opposite of mines

is yours, from sea shores to bankrupt

I conduct, erupt like Holyfield

Third seal, third chamber's from the hood

Branch out, and everytime you see Don

I'm up to no good... motherfucker

Splash that

Chorus

[Cappadonna]

I'm all alone, I feel trouble in the street

City heats, ghetto beefs, trick or treat

Call Chief, mad beef with MC's

Entity, Killer Beez one machine

Intervene, on scene self esteem

We gleam at night, it seems like

we too hype, hop y'all like checkers

Projectors, we break laws, get yours

We break jaws reunite, we upright

It's alright, out of sight, out of mind

It take time I develop, heads swell up

Shut the hell up, add on, you been warned

Mics get torn in half, I drop math

Don't laugh, a bloodbath with this here

Rap Shakespeare, beware, Donna-mite

Brown skin with the satellite, I represent

Buckwild and Street Life like two cent

For real, for real

Love is love, for real, for real *overlaps chorus*

Chorus

[Kung-Fu movie sample]

The other killers, have already shown up

Now it'll be your turn, to die too

We're ready anytime!