Slang Editorial

Thats how I be likin my mic

You gotta know how to adjust that shit

I came to the fork in the road and went straight

Right out the crack vile to the Golden Gate

See the silver spoon in my mouth it had cake

My rap birth date debut song was ice bait

Readit like a novel Donna Cappa gone

Strivin my duns be dollars and coins

Whether in New York or Compton Californs

I come correct twenty two outfits and a mic check

One derby, Cappachino the great

Sittin at the table where the gambinos ate

Buildin

Wu-Tang Clan concentrate

Bounce on the track Donna crack it like a safe

My slang is editorial explicit material

Breifcase yo, live in stereo flow

Feel me, Donna realty

Set the black people free

Killer bees got the best stee

I drip through the faucet

I never lost it

Where the party at

give me the mic and I'ma toss it

Head crack talk back, verbal attack

Side track you get japped with my lyric impact

Snap outta that, Cappadonna seven sauna

thirty three pirranha, chaos like iguana

projects is rated x I flex and terminate

Sex MC's is wet so I'm the right source to vex

Endo mic buff, Willie on the mic

when both hands are cuffed

Whoever tried to make you fall off

Call your dogs off

Peace to everyday mutts livin with rut

My slang is editorial explicit material

Breifcase yo

live in stereo flow

Feel me, Donna realty

Set the black people free

Killer bees got the best stee

Killer bees got it like D, got it like D

Dart specialist, new Cappadonna get treacherous

I rock track like a neckalace

Poppy wardrobe, singin like you never expected

I'm on a mission, flippin

What Wu-Tang Clan is the sword new addition

Seek a recipe antidote poke G, ebony

Sunz of Man and killer bee can't fold under pressure

Respect The Abbott, Wu Orchestra, what

fancy talk magic, wise up

fly girls keep ya eyes up

track terrorist kiss

Deep in the hill Jack battle with Jill

Talk boss, featurin words that kill

My slang is editorial explicit material

Breifcase yo, live in stereo flow

Feel me, Donna realty

Set the black people free

work hard W-T-C

Donna journalistic

writin wizard(wizid)

Protect my soul when the devil tried to get it

Seen my goal and stuck with it

Ever since a kid, early in a bid

Doin things you never did

All up in a staircase a scareface was lookin

Wallet got tooken

Free from the work release Donna kept bookin

Brooklyn bound, with the sound

hop the turnstiles

fifty cents to kick it oh it's so wicked

Wu-Tang is Wu York, hell up in the pyramid

Tabernacles catch fire within the apple

Tabernacles catch fire within the apple

My slang is editorial explicit material

Breifcase yo, live in stereo flow

Feel me, Donna realty

Set the black people free

Set the black people free