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.
Get Away
Cappadonna Lyrics
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Everybody get the fuck back
Staten Island, stand up
I live a street life, nothin' but hard times and strife
I be stuck on the block try'nna make things right
Sold crack for a living, now I could write
Not just for the paper, for the sacrifice
I'm all in the hood, yeah nigga, slide with me
If the feds start lookin' for Don, survive with me
Experience my ill pain, the broke windows in the rain
Crackheads goin' insane
Marlo stuck dope in his vein, lift him up
Bodies in the back of the hood, stiffen up
It get ugly and shit, why it gotta be this?
We came a long way, fuck cheaters
We don't want to bust the Heaterz
No speakin' on the phone, we don't trust receivers (yeah)
Park Hill be the real niggaz and Don' Divas (it ain't over, it just begun)
[Chorus]
Enough of your bullshit, my niggaz'll pull quick
Berettas and full quicks, guerillas and convicts
Armed and dangerous, bombs and bangers, kid
Stormin' the game with it, calm but anxious and
I'll whip yo ass for this, come with the cash or it's
On with the blast and it's, gonna get hazardous
Niggaz should know by now, niggaz should know my style
Shaolin, hold me down, frontin', there goes the pow!
Why it gotta be like this
Police fightin' us with night sticks, niggaz carryin' ice picks
Sometimes, niggaz we do crimes, I ain't gotta tell you
Niggaz throwin' up signs, niggaz shipped to Bellevue
Son, don't let coke dog smell you
Run if you packin' something, do what I tell you
Skate, nigga, never let jake nail you
I got caught up in the grind but I fell through
Now I'm back on the spot, keep my eye on you
Make a phone call, kid, or put a spy on you..
And this is dedicated to all my niggaz in the ghetto
Big dimes and see Rule, jugs of Palmetto
I'm in too deep and I just can't let go
Catchin' my pain, real niggaz that respect dough
[Chorus]
It's my world!
Fucked up, stick 'em! Ugh
2-4, graveyard shift
(The names and the faces have changed
But the game, is still the same)
In the first verse of "Get Away" by Cappadonna, the rapper reflects on his experiences living a street life filled with hardship and struggle in Staten Island. He mentions the challenges he faced when he was involved in selling crack but has now transitioned to writing music as a way to make things right for himself. Cappadonna invites listeners to empathize with him, urging them to vibe with him and ride along in his world, even through tough times and encounters with law enforcement. He paints a vivid picture of the realities of street life, from drug addiction to violence, while emphasizing the loyalty and trust within his close-knit community.
The chorus of the song highlights the intensity and danger of Cappadonna's environment, with references to weapons, gang affiliations, and a sense of readiness to protect oneself at all costs. He warns those who underestimate him or his crew that they will face swift and forceful consequences. Cappadonna asserts his identity and loyalty to Shaolin (Staten Island), emphasizing the solidarity and strength of his roots. The violent imagery and assertive tone in the chorus underscore the harsh realities of survival in his world.
In the second verse, Cappadonna delves deeper into the struggles of living in a crime-ridden environment, where both law enforcement and rival individuals pose constant threats. He describes the prevalence of crime and violence, the need for caution, and the risks involved in the choices he and others make. Through his storytelling, he portrays a sense of urgency and vigilance, warning against complacency and advocating for a survival mindset in order to navigate the dangerous landscape they inhabit. Cappadonna's lyrics offer a glimpse into the daily struggles and complexities faced by those living in inner-city neighborhoods.
In the final lines of the song, Cappadonna asserts his presence and ownership of his reality, declaring "It's my world!" with a sense of defiance and resilience. He expresses a willingness to defend himself and his community against external threats, even as he acknowledges the cyclical nature of the game they are all part of. The reference to the graveyard shift alludes to the constant vigilance and the never-ending cycle of violence and survival in his world. Cappadonna's lyrics in "Get Away" provide a raw and unfiltered glimpse into the harsh realities of street life, offering a personal narrative of struggle, resilience, and loyalty in the face of adversity.
Line by Line Meaning
Yo! Get away from the door
Warning to move away from the entrance
Everybody get the fuck back
Urgent command for everyone to move away quickly
Staten Island, stand up
Calling out to represent Staten Island
I live a street life, nothin' but hard times and strife
Describing a tough life full of challenges and struggle
I be stuck on the block try'nna make things right
Trying to improve circumstances while facing obstacles
Sold crack for a living, now I could write
Used to sell drugs, now focused on writing
Not just for the paper, for the sacrifice
Writing not only for money but as a way to give back
Vibe with me, the cops come ride with me
Inviting others to understand and support through tough times
I'm all in the hood, yeah nigga, slide with me
Asking for solidarity and support in the neighborhood
If the feds start lookin' for Don, survive with me
Requesting loyalty in case of government investigation
Experience my ill pain, the broke windows in the rain
Sharing personal struggles and hardships
Crackheads goin' insane
Witnessing the destructive effects of drug addiction
Marlo stuck dope in his vein, lift him up
Seeing the tragic consequences of substance abuse
Bodies in the back of the hood, stiffen up
Encountering violence and death in the community
It get ugly and shit, why it gotta be this?
Questioning the harsh reality of the environment
We came a long way, fuck cheaters
Rejecting dishonesty and betrayal
We don't want to bust the Heaterz
Avoiding confrontation and violence
No speakin' on the phone, we don't trust receivers (yeah)
Being cautious about communication due to distrust
Park Hill be the real niggaz and Don' Divas (it ain't over, it just begun)
Acknowledging the true individuals from the neighborhood
Enough of your bullshit, my niggaz'll pull quick
Tired of deception, ready to act swiftly
Berettas and full quicks, guerillas and convicts
Referring to weapons and dangerous individuals
Armed and dangerous, bombs and bangers, kid
Warning of potential violence and risks
Stormin' the game with it, calm but anxious and
Approaching challenges with preparation and caution
I'll whip yo ass for this, come with the cash or it's
Ready to take action for money owed
On with the blast and it's, gonna get hazardous
Dangerous consequences if demands are not met
Niggaz should know by now, niggaz should know my style
Expected to be familiar with demeanor and approaches
Shaolin, hold me down, frontin', there goes the pow!
Requesting support from the community and a show of power
Why it gotta be like this
Questioning the current situation
Police fightin' us with night sticks, niggaz carryin' ice picks
Facing brutality from law enforcement and potential threats
Sometimes, niggaz we do crimes, I ain't gotta tell you
Acknowledging involvement in illegal activities
Niggaz throwin' up signs, niggaz shipped to Bellevue
Displaying gang symbols and ending up in a mental health facility
Son, don't let coke dog smell you
Warning to avoid attracting attention from drug enforcement
Run if you packin' something, do what I tell you
Advising to flee if carrying weapons and following instructions
Skate, nigga, never let jake nail you
Escape quickly to avoid police apprehension
I got caught up in the grind but I fell through
Got involved in the hustle but managed to escape
Now I'm back on the spot, keep my eye on you
Monitoring the surroundings for potential threats
Make a phone call, kid, or put a spy on you..
Arranging surveillance or gathering information discreetly
And this is dedicated to all my niggaz in the ghetto
Acknowledging and honoring those in challenging environments
Big dimes and see Rule, jugs of Palmetto
References to specific individuals and drugs in the community
I'm in too deep and I just can't let go
Feeling entrenched in dangerous circumstances
Catchin' my pain, real niggaz that respect dough
Finding solace in genuine individuals who value money
It's my world!
Asserting dominance and control over a harsh environment
Fucked up, stick 'em! Ugh
Ready for action in critical situations
2-4, graveyard shift
Referencing a late-night work schedule
(The names and the faces have changed
Despite new individuals being present
But the game, is still the same)
The challenges and dynamics remain unchanged
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Baltimore Z-Wad
Classic Cappadonna & one of my all time favorite tracks of his & as always Deck kicks ridiculously hard lyrical madness
AgonyShorts
Deck murders this
Arliss H
Bruh this shit hard af
K B
anyone remember what other rap songs had this beat it in
I know this beat but cant think of it
Arliss H
It does sound familiar I can’t put my finger on it tho
Youtube zBlazxD
Inspectah massacre