Pillage

Artist: 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 sugar free

Check we radical dub, nightclub punish the club

Attack hate runnin with love, better grub

Dick em down easy, past sound, pass out

Pass it around, grew up in The Tunnel

Tracks against Wu rap debut, top article

Spin it again, sign of the time rhyme

Top of the line, bottom of the Pyramids

Stretched in the alphabet, wet dust Moet, poet threat

Evil cassette wreck shows, rip any set

Direct approach coach a emcee, toast a emcee

Don't provoke me, toast to me W-T-C

Fade is still bushy, spot the best pussy

Keep my gears flashin, ready for the action

Fatal rap attraction, mic that rock the cradle

Razor Sharp label, ferryboat

Park Hill Gallo and the Sable

Martin Luther King Islam Rodney King

Two to four work release time in the bang

Big guns lawyers dirty cops naked in the box

Puerto Ricans, Africans, one Ox

Bowl of rice Trump, poor people

Plus meat that tastes lethal, we all not treated equal

The bible, the thirty-six tribal

Trials and tribulations, survival

Drugs as my retardation, masturbation

False identification, one nation

Blood, mud, water, togetherness

Terrorist, peace to all thug, Hennesey in the jug

Box cutter under the rug, that'll cut your whole mug

You bugged, kid, fuck off