Black Boy Lyrics by Cappadonna

Black Boy Lyrics

    [cappadonna]
    Ahh... the outdoors, the fresh outdoors
    Word up, it's a beautiful day
    Bout to go poli' right now that's my word
    Aiyyo

    Aiyyo call me a cab it's the razor sharp kid
    Dipped everyday my style is po-lit'
    I'm out to the mansion i gots to catch ghost
    I'm headed to the club tonight, we need toast
    For that wack ass mc, talkin all the shit
    I know we can't wait just to get his wig split
    It's war with the gods this year, represent
    The bitch-ass niggaz keep tryin to repent
    But we still lickin off, we wild like two cent
    Park hill projects, say it witcha lungs
    Fuck y'all cats, we always got guns
    But just in case, we get drunk and can't drive
    We gotta fuck somethin up, dead or alive
    Y'all comin with us, we live on the other side
    Of the chart, where your mother met poppa wu...

    Chorus: tekitha

    Black boyyyeee, in the ghetto streets
    Black boyyeeee, no more suffering
    Black boyyeeee, shine the light for we
    Continue, black boy, black boy, black boy, black boy

    [cappadonna]
    After the tour i came back for more
    Comin correctly, just like before
    Wu-tang forever, i was just a pirate
    In the rec room regulatin with osirus
    Deep thoughts, i don't take no shorts
    Minds on lease like expensive imports
    Elevate the seed, no lust or greed
    Livin life long time may continue to breed
    Never gettin caught up inside the agencies
    For ten long years, but i paid my fee
    Now i'm on the frontline with w.t.c.
    Back me down these streets are still ill
    From brownsville all the way down in park hill
    Pack with the beef cause niggaz won't chill
    Cats smoked out like chicken on the grill
    I'm takin this shit way back to bill bill
    In the projects where my man got killed

    Chorus

    [cappadonna]
    Donna camay, rockin witch'all all night
    Used to be a little stressed now i'm gettin it right
    Fresh kicks with the gold watch dipped in ice
    From shaolin, it's the vanglorious man
    When the world go around these things start to happen
    Wifey in the kitchen, brother still snitchin
    Bloods accumulatin, we gettin impatient
    Knowledge and wisdom, teach the understandin
    That's how i'm plannin, blow up like a cannon
    Pull my man in, hit y'all again
    Now i make sense, we do this for the rent
    Build with intelligence break your defense
    No hesitation, time gets spent
    Some fall victim, others get bent
    Some recognize, real niggaz represent
    I can't never stop til my heart is content
    Puttin in the work til i feel confidant
    Blast out darts in the wu basement

    Chorus 2x

    [kung-fu movie sample]
    Hahahahahahahaha
    Don't you know the underworld?
    There's no friendship party here
    No meeting
    You can come, but you can't leave
    Move! let no one live..
    *sounds of fighting*

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