Slang Editorial

[Intro: Cappadonna] Thats how I be likin my mic You gotta know how to adjust that shit [Verse 1: Cappadonna] I came to the fork in the road and went straight Right out the crack vial to the Golden Gate See the silver spoon in my mouth, it had cake My rap birth date, debut song was ice bait Read it like a novel, Donna Cappa Goines Striving my duns need 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 Sitting at the table where the Gambinos ate Building, Wu-Tang Clan concentrate Bounce on a track Donna crack it like a safe [Chorus: Cappadonna] My slang is editorial explicit material Briefcase yo, live in stereo flow Feel me, Donna realty Set the black people free Killer bees got the best stee [Verse 2: Cappadonna] 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 Sidetrack you get japped with my lyric impact Snap out of that, Cappadonna seven sauna Thirty three piranha, chaos like Gowanus Projects is rated X, I flex and terminate Sex MCs is wet, so I'm the right source to vex Indo mic buff, wheelie on the mic When both hands are cuffed Whoever tried to make you fall off, call your dogs off Peace to everyday mutts living with rut [Chorus: Cappadonna] My slang is editorial explicit material Briefcase yo, live in stereo flow Feel me, Donna realty Set the black people free Killa Beez got the best stee Killa Beez got it lock D, got it lock D True Mast on the key [Verse 3: Cappadonna] Dart specialist, new Cappadonna get treacherous I rock track like a necklace Poppy wardrobe, singing like you never expected I'm on a mission, flipping What Wu-Tang Clan is the sword new addition Seek a recipe antidote poke G, ebony Sunz of Man and Killa 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 featuring words that kill [Chorus: Cappadonna] My slang is editorial explicit material Briefcase yo, live in stereo flow Feel me, Donna reality Set the black people free Work hard WTC [Verse 4: Cappadonna] Donna journalistic, writing wizard 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, doing things you never did All up in a staircase a scareface was looking 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 [Chorus: Cappadonna] 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