Wonda Woman - Natural Disaster lyrics
[Verse 1:] [Capadonna] Imma twist another n***a's sandwich And get managed Puff after puff My star goin demand this Reports, numbers, autographs and cameras I'm on the scanners Murdering the crowds with good manners It's a lot of rap bandits Not ready to be candidates But let's handle this Show them how to dismantle this b**h When I spit [?] gotta submit Prophet Always on top of this sh** Hunger it 7 days and 7 nights You need to settle it When I was the coach of that dump I used to meddle yeah Pitbulls is everywhere Yo my kettle is thick [?] keeping the booker for real tea You can't race me Gotta embrace me I'm hood Everytime I hear the beat Up in everybody hood Everybody know ol' g I hold the microphone Plus I got the rosary So when we murder my enemies n***a I'm supposed to flee Back in this fly Where nobody can see Feds got to reason with the kid Till the pyramids Bout to return Will come back like jesus did Street conquerors Young life, young sponsorers Bout to run up in the spot Touch down and get bonkerers [Verse 2:][Amar Divine] You're irrelevant Getting sick informally Until i'm normally Act off and coast And pose, you see my karma be Vibrant, uh huh It makes me live When I walk up bank And take all of your bread Doin nuttin level And now we got a night cover Party like the same eyed doe is [?] Just a second to go Yo man you dealing with Businessmen, enterprise, n***as that flow We got king cash sense We add cents For many we the federal laws My cash spent Ma sober manner Stealin in ma farm grammar Clone sh** to grow Fertilize it with a banner Watch me up worth double I put my nut work Rap into a huddle Man you little tryin big n***as is big trouble [Verse 3:][WonderWoman] I been anointed with the holy oil Flow the ink, lets me think clearly Wondering minds Fastforward not rewind Plan to do the flashbacks Futuristic preparations Now I know how to react Facing facts, not fantasy Virtual reality Meditate, moment of clarity Proposing hits Increasing my salary Overcoming technicalities Daddy's little girl, mama's pearl So i'm prepared For the ugly beasts in this world But now I got my arsenal ready Keeping my strong arm steady Goal getting, trendsetting Captivating So amazing Trailblazing Persevere through the chaos Now I'm leaving the booth blazing [Verse 4:][Lounger Low ] I'm back from the dead Like Fred Kruger Original head shooter Get head on the bed With the let in Aruba I took d** that Michael had And slept for days Came back and told Cap I was rappin with dad But now I'm like f** it I keep my cool And if you test Imma eat your food Ya'll n***as don't know my streets f** boy, I'm Staten's most pop' You don't know my peeps Kept it quiet for a minute Stayed away from the beat But I tell you one thing I had to pay for my heat So I lounge in the cut with shells It ain't hard to tell I got that ill sh**, sour smells Car k** hooligan who used to wild out Ow I wanna shoot again Either or You or him A ferry boat (boat) I buss one online I'm on 17s You on them old times Yeah Uh huh [Sample: As he talks he paints a picture with words and gestures]