Cappadonna born circa 1969 had known the Wu-Tang Clan members since grade s… Read Full Bio ↴Cappadonna born circa 1969 had known the Wu-Tang Clan members since grade school in Staten Island, and he had even decided at the age of 15 that he could write and perform lyrics. It wasn't until 1995, however, that he made his recorded debut, appearing on Raekwon's Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... album.

With that album, he became an official member of the Wu-Tang Killa Beez, and from there on out, he frequently appeared on Wu records. In 1996, he played a large role on Ghostface Killah's Ironman.

During 1997, his Wu affiliation continued, as he rapped on the Clan's second album, Wu-Tang Forever.

Cappadonna's solo debut, The Pillage, finally appeared in March 1998. Like any Wu project, the record featured RZA as the executive producer and cameos from a number of other Wu members, including Method Man, U-God, Ghostface Killah, and Raekwon. As the sixth Wu solo project, the album was an instant success upon its release, debuting at number three on the charts.

A sophomore effort, The Yin and the Yang, followed in early 2001. His third and latest album, The Struggle, was released on Code:Red in 2003.

The MC remained active in the following years releasing mix-CDs, doing tours and joining Ghostface Killah’s Theodore Unit. But his official comeback came at the end of 2007 on the Wu-Tang Clan’s fifth studio album 8 Diagrams. Cappa blessed the opening cut with an extraordinary verse and showed up on two other songs.

Cappadonna inked a deal with new indie label Chambermusik Records/Koch in 2008. Old and new fans have been asking for new Cappadonna ever since and on January 27, 2009, their wait will be over with the release of Slang Prostitution.

Da Vorzon
Cappadonna Lyrics

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I came up from a tough time, now I'm finally back
I got love in my heart and I changed my rap
I don't worry about dudes talk behind my back
Because I'm good with the music and I love the track
It's me, it's big Don and I'm so full of life
Still praying for the day that God give me a mic
I pray each and every day and I pray at night
I got music in my soul and I love to write

While brothers kick dirt on name, just for spite
I do what God tell me to do, shine my light
Ya'll suffer for mad years, been beat with many stripes
I know what the ghetto like, tears cover my face to the sample of the pain
I inherited the streets like crack cocaine
All the while, yo I kept surviving it, money
Stand away from the knucklehead niggas and dummies
And still mama love me back
And I ain't perfect, but I was blessed with a good heart
I know how to work it, face it
Most of ya'll gon' die over money
While I'm laid back chilling, where it's nice and sunny
Now check it, I ain't the type to hang with the crowd
You might see me at the spot where the music is loud
Classic R&B, a little jazz, spoken word
Posted on the sideline with a crazy bird
Trying to take my mind off of the herb
I sip fine wine, when I was young, I used to do mad crime
Now daddy's all grown up, yo, and time is precious
I reflect back on my seeds and all of my records
Feed my family with this shit, they gotta respect it
You gotta love me or leave me alone, there's no half stepping
I grew up and I found out, the mind is a powerful weapon, and love is the message
So ya'll can stop fronting on me, you too far in the game
For ya'll to keep stunting on me, Cappadonna the first fruit
Straight outta God mansion, never stuck in '86, I deal with enhancement
Brothers make music and they steal my advancements
Cock suckers sit in a circle, watch me rap
Ya'll niggas don't owe me shit, but I'm a pay ya'll back

[Chorus: x2]
To all my real niggas, this is real hip hop
And my niggas locked up, that sell that crack
Get ya mind right, get this track
To all my niggas that bust they gat, nigga, brat-brat-brat

I said the last time I stepped in the booth, I had the deuce with me
Told niggas, send the shit down, because he shoots with me
I'm in the building where them niggas, they pump hard
And give money, if cops come, yeah, and they run hard
Right where the stash at, yeah, I'm a blast back
I'm so old school, dope bomb in my ass crack
I left the past and the present, I'm past that
I told you my publishing is sitting on ASCAP
Fuck you, boy, take a walk and go ask Cap
And I be lingering, just where the cars be
And doing my numbers at a show where the stars be
Representing my hood, the good boogah get burnt out
And bitches called Sugar get turned out
Bring your hammer, the finger blam like Yosemite Sam
And if I can't get you, my Stone'll give me your man

[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

In the song Da Vorzon by Cappadonna, he reflects on his past struggles and how he has grown as an artist and individual. He talks about coming up from a tough time and changing his rap to have love in his heart. He also discusses not worrying about what others say behind his back because he is good with his music and loves to write. He prays each day and night and has music in his soul.

Cappadonna explains how he inherited the streets like crack cocaine and kept surviving despite the pain he has faced. He talks about how he has stayed away from the negative people in his life and reflects on his growth as a person. Cappadonna also mentions how he used to do illegal activities but has grown up and how his time is precious. He notes how he feeds his family with his music and asks for respect while stating that love is the message he wants to convey.

Line by Line Meaning

I came up from a tough time, now I'm finally back
I've had a rough life, but now I've made it back to the top

I got love in my heart and I changed my rap
I put my heart into my music and changed my style

I don't worry about dudes talk behind my back
I don't care what people say behind my back

Because I'm good with the music and I love the track
I focus on my music, which I love

It's me, it's big Don and I'm so full of life
I'm alive and thriving, and I love it

Still praying for the day that God give me a mic
I keep praying for success in my music career

I pray each and every day and I pray at night
I pray constantly for success

I got music in my soul and I love to write
My love for music and writing runs deep

While brothers kick dirt on name, just for spite
People try to bring me down for no reason

I do what God tell me to do, shine my light
I follow my faith and try to be a good person

Ya'll suffer for mad years, been beat with many stripes
People have struggled for a long time and faced many hardships

I know what the ghetto like, tears cover my face to the sample of the pain
I understand the struggles of the ghettos and have shed tears over it

I inherited the streets like crack cocaine
I grew up in rough neighborhoods

All the while, yo I kept surviving it, money
Despite the struggles, I've kept going and making money

Stand away from the knucklehead niggas and dummies
I avoid people who cause trouble and stupidity

And still mama love me back
My mother still loves me despite my struggles

And I ain't perfect, but I was blessed with a good heart
I'm not perfect, but I have a kind heart

I know how to work it, face it
I know how to handle tough situations

Most of ya'll gon' die over money
Many people will die for money

While I'm laid back chilling, where it's nice and sunny
I prefer to relax in nice, sunny places

Now check it, I ain't the type to hang with the crowd
I don't like to follow the crowd

You might see me at the spot where the music is loud
I like to hang out where the music is good

Classic R&B, a little jazz, spoken word
I like different genres of music

Posted on the sideline with a crazy bird
I like to hang out and watch people

Trying to take my mind off of the herb
I'm trying to avoid drugs

I sip fine wine, when I was young, I used to do mad crime
I've grown up and left my criminal past behind

Now daddy's all grown up, yo, and time is precious
I'm mature now and value my time

I reflect back on my seeds and all of my records
I look back on my accomplishments and children

Feed my family with this shit, they gotta respect it
I provide for my family through my music and they appreciate it

You gotta love me or leave me alone, there's no half stepping
You either love me for who I am or leave me alone

I grew up and I found out, the mind is a powerful weapon, and love is the message
I learned that the mind is powerful and that love is important

So ya'll can stop fronting on me, you too far in the game
People need to stop acting like they're better than me because I'm already successful

For ya'll to keep stunting on me, Cappadonna the first fruit
I was successful early on in my career

Straight outta God mansion, never stuck in '86, I deal with enhancement
I'm living a better life now compared to my past

Brothers make music and they steal my advancements
People try to steal my success

Cock suckers sit in a circle, watch me rap
People try to bring me down by watching me perform

Ya'll niggas don't owe me shit, but I'm a pay ya'll back
I don't expect anything from others, but I will repay them for any help they give me

[Chorus: x2]
The chorus is repeated twice

To all my real niggas, this is real hip hop
This is real hip hop for my true fans

And my niggas locked up, that sell that crack
This is for my friends who are incarcerated for selling drugs

Get ya mind right, get this track
Listen to this track and get your mind in the right place

I said the last time I stepped in the booth, I had the deuce with me
The last time I recorded music, I had a gun with me

Told niggas, send the shit down, because he shoots with me
I asked my friends to send the beats because I had a gun with me

I'm in the building where them niggas, they pump hard
I'm in a place with tough people who work hard

And give money, if cops come, yeah, and they run hard
They're quick to flee if the police come

Right where the stash at, yeah, I'm a blast back
I know where the drugs are stored and I'm ready to defend myself

I'm so old school, dope bomb in my ass crack
I'm old school and used to hide drugs in my butt

I left the past and the present, I'm past that
I've moved on from my past and present situations

I told you my publishing is sitting on ASCAP
My music is officially registered with ASCAP for publishing rights

Fuck you, boy, take a walk and go ask Cap
Stop bothering me and go talk to someone else

And I be lingering, just where the cars be
I linger around where the cars are parked

And doing my numbers at a show where the stars be
I perform at shows with other famous artists

Representing my hood, the good boogah get burnt out
I represent my neighborhood and the bad people eventually get eliminated

And bitches called Sugar get turned out
Women who frequent certain areas get turned out for sex

Bring your hammer, the finger blam like Yosemite Sam
Bring your gun and be ready for a fight

And if I can't get you, my Stone'll give me your man
If I can't get to you directly, I'll go after someone close to you

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CRAIG MICHAEL WISEMAN, KELLY B. BLACK

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