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.
Money Cash Flows
Cappadonna Lyrics
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I'mma set it from the front of the door and let it be known
That I'm, settin' it straight and I'm comin' back home
'Cause I told ya'll, the tank top hustle a lot
But I'm a little dude and I still muscle the block
Aiyo, we comin' for the blocks, the aves and the streets
Dimes get bagged and sealed like it was work
And ain't nothin' safe get ya teflon shirt
Street life, drugs shit, money comes in bundles
Thug shit, and terratorial rumbles
Guns and in vintage, Don sweaters
We love phat whips, exotic bitches, new Code:Red leathers
Aiyo, my hood hate theyself
The bitches love Don', cuz they mate theyself
And niggaz can't snake me, so they snake theyself
And they just pussy to me, they rape theyself and they take theyself
[Chorus: x4]
Money, cash, flows and bitches!
Aiyo, it's busy on the strip and they ain't too much rule
So how many M.C.'s must I consume?
Open up a nigga like a pussy womb
So nigga, call ya orangutang Goons and baboons
Who the fuck are you? That'll crew with me and two
Maybe more, can't come, fuck, kick down your door, son
You can have beef and not know it
Some gas in a bottle with a rag, then light it and throw it
We love, grindin' the honies and makin' the moneys
Toss it up, lovely, breakin' the twenties
And broke crews for a rap song, bakin' the sunnies
Lay back lovely, shakin' the bunnies
It's the reason why they put me here, to blast off
'Cause the rap game suck and I'm ready to crash course
With an O-1 'Rari, smoked and tinted
Who you know that shoot best when he's smoked and bented?
[Chorus: x4]
Yo, I'll jump in my whip, yo and run you over
Pass the weed and the Dutch to the ciga-r roller
From the Stat', with the shoulder strap holder
Fuck Beans, fuck Free, fuck The Roc and Hova
Fuck the cops and The Roc, I'mma do whatever
I come through rock a little wear, shoot who ever
It's a Struggle, that's why I told ya'll I bubble
Buck a thing, bust a thing, if you see I'm in trouble
Aiyo, I spit like a baby, a dog with the rabbies
Bowlin' hot gravy, get spilled we too ill
With the pill, emphatic slam
Crunch to the Lo, to the rap, from the Stat's who I am
Code:Red Entertainment
I'm not just a client, I'm also acquainted
Real respect real and it's all non-tainted
Handcuffed in the courtroom, bitin' the plaintiff
Run from the arraignment
[Chorus: x4]
Yeah, man, aiyo Slash
You tell Jay, right, that we gon' get this joint poppin' right
Lo gon' come with us in a minute, call Shockey up
And then we gon' rock it out, knawhatimean?
So, just in case, you got bucked, you make sure he got that thing
And we gon' move, let's go baby, right here, move
The lyrics to Cappadonna's "Money Cash Flows" are a reflection on the street life and the struggles that come with it. Cappadonna doesn't shy away from the realities of the situation and instead, embraces them with full force. The opening lines of the song set the tone for what is to come, Cappadonna proclaims that he is setting things straight and coming back home after hustling on the streets. The tank top hustle, being a reference to selling drugs, is something that Cappadonna has become very good at, despite being a smaller individual. As he walks with his crew, he talks about their committment to grinding in order to provide for their families.
The next verse dives even deeper into this theme, with Cappadonna describing how the streets are like a warzone, with territorial disputes and thug-like behavior. He talks about guns, drugs and money, all of which are deeply intertwined in street life. He also mentions the objects of desire for many who live this life, luxurious cars and women. Cappadonna's perception of the people he interacts with is one of disdain, even describing them as "just pussy to me".
The final verse is a declaration of intention by Cappadonna. He speaks about his readiness to take on anyone who comes his way, whether it be rival gang members, the police or even Jay-Z, whom he disses. Cappadonna asserts his dominance and makes it clear that he is not afraid to take on challenges head-on.
Overall, "Money Cash Flows" is a gritty and raw insight into street life and the dangers and rewards that come with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Walk with us, Code:Red, speak up
Join us, Code:Red, and speak your mind
I'mma set it from the front of the door and let it be known
That I'm, settin' it straight and I'm comin' back home
'Cause I told ya'll, the tank top hustle a lot
But I'm a little dude and I still muscle the block
I'm going to start from the beginning and be honest about my intentions. I may be small, but I still work hard in the streets.
Aiyo, we comin' for the blocks, the aves and the streets
The team stay on the grind cuz the fam gotta eat
Dimes get bagged and sealed like it was work
And ain't nothin' safe get ya teflon shirt
We're taking over the neighborhood and doing whatever it takes to survive. We'll even bag and package drugs like work, and wear teflon to protect ourselves from danger.
Street life, drugs shit, money comes in bundles
Thug shit, and terratorial rumbles
Guns and in vintage, Don sweaters
We love phat whips, exotic bitches, new Code:Red leathers
We live a dangerous life filled with drugs and violence, but we love luxurious things like vintage guns, designer clothing, fast cars, and beautiful women.
Aiyo, my hood hate theyself
The bitches love Don', cuz they mate theyself
And niggaz can't snake me, so they snake theyself
And they just pussy to me, they rape theyself and they take theyself
People in my neighborhood have self-hatred, but the women are attracted to me. Those who try to backstab me end up hurting themselves, and I view them as weak and pathetic.
[Chorus: x4]
Money, cash, flows and bitches!
The chorus represents the theme of the song, which is the desire for money, cash flow, and women.
Aiyo, it's busy on the strip and they ain't too much rule
So how many M.C.'s must I consume?
Open up a nigga like a pussy womb
So nigga, call ya orangutang Goons and baboons
The streets are chaotic and lawless, but I will take out any rappers who try to compete with me. I'll destroy them like opening up a woman's womb. I have my own crew of tough guys called orangutans and baboons.
Who the fuck are you? That'll crew with me and two
Maybe more, can't come, fuck, kick down your door, son
You can have beef and not know it
Some gas in a bottle with a rag, then light it and throw it
I don't care who you are, as long as you're down with me. If anyone messes with us, we'll kick down their door and attack. We'll even set fire to things without knowing the reason for the fight.
We love, grindin' the honies and makin' the moneys
Toss it up, lovely, breakin' the twenties
And broke crews for a rap song, bakin' the sunnies
Lay back lovely, shakin' the bunnies
We enjoy selling drugs and making money off of women. We like to show off our wealth by spending twenties and buying designer sunglasses. We also like to relax and party with beautiful women.
It's the reason why they put me here, to blast off
'Cause the rap game suck and I'm ready to crash course
With an O-1 'Rari, smoked and tinted
Who you know that shoot best when he's smoked and bented?
I was destined to succeed in the rap game, and I'm ready to take it over. I'll do it while driving my O-1 Ferrari, which I like to smoke in. No one can shoot better than me even when I'm high.
[Chorus: x4]
Money, cash, flows and bitches!
The chorus is repeated to emphasize the main theme of the song.
Yo, I'll jump in my whip, yo and run you over
Pass the weed and the Dutch to the ciga-r roller
From the Stat', with the shoulder strap holder
Fuck Beans, fuck Free, fuck The Roc and Hova
I'm willing to run people over with my car if they cross me. I also like to smoke weed and give it to my friends. I come from Staten Island and carry a gun. I have beef with rappers like Beanie Sigel, Freeway, Jay-Z, and Roc-A-Fella Records.
Fuck the cops and The Roc, I'mma do whatever
I come through rock a little wear, shoot who ever
It's a Struggle, that's why I told ya'll I bubble
Buck a thing, bust a thing, if you see I'm in trouble
I don't care about the police or Jay-Z's record label. I'll wear flashy clothing and shoot anyone that gets in my way. Life is a struggle, so I hustle hard to stay afloat and defend myself.
Aiyo, I spit like a baby, a dog with the rabbies
Bowlin' hot gravy, get spilled we too ill
With the pill, emphatic slam
Crunch to the Lo, to the rap, from the Stat's who I am
I have a fierce flow like a baby or a rabid dog. My rhymes are hot like gravy and have a powerful impact. I always represent Staten Island and the hip hop community.
Code:Red Entertainment
I'm not just a client, I'm also acquainted
Real respect real and it's all non-tainted
Handcuffed in the courtroom, bitin' the plaintiff
Run from the arraignment
I'm affiliated with Code:Red Entertainment, and I have a personal relationship with them. I believe in mutual respect and genuine connections. However, I have been in legal trouble before and have tried to escape the consequences.
[Chorus: x4]
Money, cash, flows and bitches!
The chorus repeats one last time to emphasize the main theme of the song.
Yeah, man, aiyo Slash
You tell Jay, right, that we gon' get this joint poppin' right
Lo gon' come with us in a minute, call Shockey up
And then we gon' rock it out, knawhatimean?
So, just in case, you got bucked, you make sure he got that thing
And we gon' move, let's go baby, right here, move
The song ends with a conversation about planning a music collaboration with Jay-Z and other rappers. The song encourages the audience to take action and move forward with their goals.
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