Artist: Cappadonna f/ Raekwon
Album:  The Yin & The Yang
Song:   Love is the Message
Typed by: Tha Masta

[Intro: Raekwon (Cappadonna)]
Remind me, Tuesday I gotta go handle my business
(You know how I do) KnowI'msayin'? Straight up (for real, for real)
(Love is love) Yo don't play with them shits up in here man
Them shits is dangerous (I got this, I got this)
Yo, these fake ass niggas ain't even stack dough
Aiyo, aiyo

[Raekwon]
Big Sally, Timbaland, grand finale
Damn, imagine bringin' back a lamb skin Ballies
Glance to this, leather dick-down status
That's Kravitz, can't see the real so you average
Drip camel, who carry Van Damme ammo
Nike Airs, Uptown, flip the Benz van, yo
Chillin' with niggas who real, who respect real
Fig' us, get your wigs touched, crib rushed
Record in command, slam jams for my mans
Puff trees, tuck these Rugers in your Land
Cemented, bent out of shape, lent it
Represent spent, been through it God, hold a Mac slanted
Tom Belotti, rap version of the black Gotti
Rhyme regarder act ungodly, what never been done before
It's real son, ya gum it out, runnin' in the gun store

[Cappadonna]
Everyday all day fat like Far Rockaway
Dipped in the latest, spot me right away
Wu-Tang executive, new 'Donna Jay
Darts in your area, that's how I play
Nobody else shouldn't really have a say
When it comes down to this, Shaolin U.S.A.
Represent fully, give me your air space
Razor Sharp label keep comin' out the base
Make room as I step up to the plate
RZA, create sounds of earthquakes
Make no mistake kid, y'all just fakin'
Crossover cats that love to eat bacon
W.T.C., rush like Reagan
Crush your little song while you on your knees beggin'

[Break: Raekwon]
Who him, that nigga right there?
Yo son, trust me, watch this shit right here

[Chorus 2X: Raekwon & Cappadonna]
We see y'all niggas in the back all tree'd out
Throw the heat out, ready to stomp all beef out
Play me, maybe you will catch more gravy
Kid we ill in the back feelin' on ya ladies

[Raekwon]
Dripped out dick promoter
Dead on a nigga trynna get up over
Thinkin' he clever when he rolled up
Frontin' on the God yo, actin' like that cheese ain't right
Aight, that night dunn rolled on the mic
Jumpin' out the Lex walk, suede Clark's on
Lookin' like he worth ten-thousand on the arm
Cuba connect, I had a smash
Scarville kid, we real starin' at his steel dunn's hat
Jewels that he rockin, gold bracelet
Half-lace kid, schemin' on his neck, Lex rockin'
Nigga had a phat lab, hundred bag, two's he had
Cool little wifey had it all with a fat ass
What you wanna eat boo? The rent's due
Niggas wanna get you, you need to put a laser on your shit boo
Sat there bluffin', sayin' nothin'
Lookin' at the bird pop shit actin' like she fuckin

[Cappadonna]
Eighteen karat gold, the fresh booth
Me and my team regulate to the roots
We thick pocket, blowin' knifes out the socket
Condominium, Karl Kani denim
Where the honies at? We be gettin' up in 'em
A whole lot of dollars, and real scholars
The Wu got knowledge, represent 5%, 100%
Pay attention to the stretch Lincoln
Drinkin' Avian, Don Don stay calm under pressure
Break the sound barrier, big Wu-Tang trucks roll in your area
Wallabees for life, too hype, one ring with the ice
Don't stress it, what? Love is the Message
Eighteen points on my brand new record
Dart clapper, red like a snapper
Watch out for Cappa, make way
Y'all cats ain't ready for me and the DJ

[Break: Raekwon (Cappadonna)]
So we in the climb, right?
YouknowI'msayin? Uh-huh, uh-huh
(Representin' right there, that' my word!
Got it locked down, for sure)

[Chorus 2X]

[Outro: Raekwon]
Hahahahah, ahhh
You, you, number one
Dance all-star, yo, yo, yo, yo