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.
Supa Ninjaz
Cappadonna Lyrics
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Dino the dart specialist
Knahmean?
Golden Arms yo
Meth Tical John John do your thing thing
What? Check it
The all eye seein' heavenly divine
The truth brings out the temper in my spine
I feel for you victims with everything up in me (uh huh)
A head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts
Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
Nigga what, earthquakin' speech, woofer hissin'
The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what kissed em
Appropriate precaution, surroundin', certain it curtains
I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin', the pavement
For mental enslavement, I'm cravin', a misbehavin' savior
America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed again
Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
With right timin, bite with vampire rhymes
[Method Man]
Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye
Four metal street soldiers, born to die
Put 'em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammertime
Niggaz can't be touched here, the true and livin'
Night vision unseen, like Jean
When I hack men The Unforgiven, left in prison
In the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you succumbin'
To my twelve part dirty dozens, flabbergasted
By tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract
Beef plus they ass backwards, stick yourself
Til I'm felt, this ass whoopin', is bein' dealt
Like hot peas and butter nigga, I got the belt
What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot
I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett
Just a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien
About to put that shit up in em, I Can't Live
Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin
T2 Judgment comin', nobody's safe
When I reminisce about Case, still hit the staircase
When the coppers give chase, I give em finger
The only hip-hop singer, to tell America
To kiss his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya
From this major misbehavior, heavy hands
Layin' corners in the elevator, guard your grill
[Cappadonna]
I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate
Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate
Set the bait, checkmate, fuckin' with cha mental state
Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate
Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate
Army tank, high rank, got the bank
Got the shank talk the talk walk the walk from New York
To Up North to downstate to L.A., to all day
To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJ's
To PJ's, in the PJ's, equality days
With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
The dog bred, snakes runnin' from red, catch dead
Big born is on take the uniform, we perform
Shit like gangs are now born check for new dawn
Fuck a you Conn, you been warned, we the realest
We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born
("Rock, the body body - rock the body body") - repeat til fade
The opening lines of "Supa Ninjaz" by Cappadonna features a series of lyrical verses from U God, Method Man, and Cappadonna himself. The three rappers are known for their talents in wordplay, and the lyrics to the song reflect their ability to tell a story while using creative language. The song touches on themes of power, strength, and dominance, as each rapper talks about their ability to conquer and destroy their opposition. U God speaks of his strength and power by saying that he can make the earth shake with his words. Method Man's verses talk about his ability to be unseen, and how he can move in the shadows undetected. Cappadonna's verse is a statement of strength, as he declares that he is the "realest" and that no one can take him down.
Line by Line Meaning
Dino the dart specialist
Referring to a skilled and experienced hip-hop artist in the industry
The all eye seein' heavenly divine
Acknowledging a higher power and the ability to understand the truth
The truth brings out the temper in my spine
Being angered by the truth, even though it may be hard to accept
A Hill sound again feelin' symptoms that bit me
Experiencing pain and affliction due to the current situation
I feel for you victims with everything up in me (uh huh)
Having empathy and understanding for those going through similar struggles
A head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
Experiencing chaos and overwhelm, with thoughts swirling around like a racecar
Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
Asking people to give space because he's under the influence of alcohol
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts
Having a partially bloodshot eye, while being brave and confident
Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
Leaving no stone unturned and trying his best to see the truth
The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what kissed em
Causing harm to those who have crossed him or gone against his beliefs
For mental enslavement, I'm cravin', a misbehavin' savior
Hoping for someone who can help him break free from his own mental struggles
America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
Commenting on the state of gun violence in America
The wave runners, what the blood seed again
Comparing the rise of hip-hop artists to speed runners breaking records
Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
Encouraging listeners to think and question what's underneath the surface
The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
The powerful and stunning lyrics leave a lasting impression
Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye
Noticing an unusual situation with suspicion or skepticism
Put 'em up yeah fuck yeah, when it's Hammertime
Encouraging others to join him and fight against their struggles
The only hip-hop singer, to tell America to kiss his Killer Bee stinger
Proudly standing up to American institutions that have oppressed and ignored hip-hop culture
I speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate
Using critical thinking and precision to make informed decisions, without exaggerating the facts
Set the bait, checkmate, fuckin' with cha mental state
Tricking and manipulating others into a state of confusion or discomfort
Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess skate
Powerful players work together, catching you off guard while you're vulnerable
Shit like gangs are now born check for new dawn
New movements and ideologies are being formed, and it's important to be aware of them
Fuck a you Conn, you been warned, we the realest
Dismissing those who are fake or disingenuous and asserting his own authenticity
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CLIFFORD SMITH, COLEMAN RANDOLPH HAWKINS, DARRYL ROBERT HILL, DERRICK R. L. HARRIS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
matt f
The all eye seein, heavenly divine
The truth brings out, the temper in my spine
A Hill sound again, feelin symptoms that bit me
I feel for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
A head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy
Back the fuck up, cause I'm stimmi off the Remi
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts
Every cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
Nigga what, earthquakin speech, woofer hissin
The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's what kissed em
Appropriate precaution, surroundin, certain it curtains
I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin, the pavement
For mental enslavement, I'm cravin, a misbehavin savior
America the grave for gun wavers (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed again
Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the skin (hmm)
The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds
With right timin, bite with vampire rhymes
Hector Rodriguez
Method man's flow is bad ass
spearPYN
Recorded in 96 when Wu still had that spark... if the whole Cappadonna album would sound like this it would be a classic on par with GZA, Ghost and Rae.
ironrobe23
This album is still a classic!!
TriggahproducerHD
In the 5 Top solo WU albums, after GZA's, Ghost and Rae....pick the fifth.
Electric Relaxation
It's still one of the strongest releases.
Leandro Souza
UGod killed 🔥🔥🔥
Dominique Jones
So it wasn't just me
Tyler Bloom
"every cut I'm spillin Triumph out the guts"- put some respek on that man U-Gods name
Christopher Wilson
He had one of the best verses on triumph
Dominique Jones
GOLDEN ARMS BLANKED