Artist: Cappadonna f/ Rhyme Recka
Album:  The Pillage
Song:   Everything is Everything
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Cappadonna]
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 10304
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
Killa Beez

[Chorus 2X: Rhyme Recka]
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

[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 Gun Hoe
Buckwild with the flow, how we do
Timbo's and FUBU's, vocabulary pit fall
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, Killa Beez one machine
Intervene, on scene self esteem
We gleam at night, it seems like
we too hype, hop y'all like checkers
Projec-ers, 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 in street life like 2 Cent
For real, for real
Love is love, for real, for real {*overlaps chorus*}

[Chorus]

[Kung Fu sample]
All of the other killers have already showed up
Now it will be your turn to die too
	We're ready any time!