Broken Glass — текст песни (Cappadonna)

[Intro: Cappadonna]
Shake `em... post up.. (move... yeah)
Hold that nigga..

[Cappadonna]
It`s like a snake bites the flesh, I damage and leave the poison
Ruckus in the Square, it`s me who brought the noise in
The vocab killa, usin` my words like matches
Settin` fire to the jam like Backdraft & Hellfire
Latches, start to unlock when I rock
You with the ready rock, hip hop feels the block
You can`t stop, bouncin` and movin`
Cuz I walk these dogs like I`m righteous
Buildin` in the cypher with twelve Gods
People from all over flood the street like cars
To hear the drama, who`s that spectucular rhymer?
It`s me: C-A-P-P-A, D, double E
Cappadon` brings the shit from cross the sea
With the laid back style that pump inside the Porsche
If this was the Olympics, I be holdin` the torch
With the phat golden `dallion hangin` down from my neck
We the slang prostitution get the dookie respect

[Interlude: Cappadonna]
Yeah, talkin` bout, get that money up
Birth of Don`... what up Rae? What up Ghost?
Look at this..

[Cappadonna]
I`m a lyrical arson, my technique is awesome
Verbal murderer darts and suttle the beat metamorphis
Step into my office, I torch this, for chips I cost this
More hits, no water hits, unrecord this
I swing a sword quick, original Don` for hire
I attack microphones and set `em on fire
Welcome to my environment of ill vocal attire
Pass the wire, it`s the twelve o`clock rock
That makes the hip hop beats, dart armanilla
Straight Killa Hilla, ol` school joints and Miller
Baggy jeans, the gun-gums vest in the dumb-dumbs
Come on my team pick corns and we rump-a-pump-pump
Coins, and we dumb-dumbs be Donna Goines and my niggas
No feds, easy on the pictures (come on now)
Watch everything and search those bitches

[Outro: Cappadonna]
See you, word up
We don`t get no prop-love
Rump-a-pump-pump-pump
Come on, can I say it?
Pass the tape, get the fuck up
What, what, Homicide, S.I
What, baby? The hustle... come on
Surrender! Move, haha, grab `em, what`s really good?
You fuckin` faggots!
I tried to tell ya niggas, we won`t be opressed no more..
We ain`t takin` it, nigga, this shit is real!
This album right here is called The Struggle
Don`t forget! It`s my fuckin` word..
2003, slash, Code:Red, nigga! *three gun shots*