[Cappadonna] 
Tell Mel Shawn to come in 
Word, yo, one life to live 
It's on your head 
Just like my daughters
That's my word! 
Polka dot 
Connection 
Shine just apostle

[Ghostface]
Yo, my whole body like a spoiler kid, draped in the latest hits
Both hands, two glass cutters, cops'll alter this
Cream of Wheat steez pushed back, we in a spaceship
like the Jetsons, ashtray slide refreshments 
Automatic bubble yo, straight off the Benz 
Dac double Daniel unrockable fam milk the same yo
Fuck you, Duel of the Iron, Tony win a Oscar 
Legendary rah, wicked Phantom of the Opera 
Blow fish the movie's over, die with a slow kiss
Tongue kiss the neck and it's, mucus from a locust 
Stand on fly, Mel-a-chi is on standby 
The white Puma's go with the X I multiply yo 

[Cappadonna]
Word on block is that half the King Killer Beez
rap's under seige, Guyanese guns 
I got European funds, my ice don't melt
Shaolin is felt, mathematics is my rod 
and my staff, I pray like this 
I break mics in half, shit realism 
Fuck Moet and baguettes, that get paid off
or get laid off, I spray New York 
I'm an angel, at war with the rappers 
Good black women sleep over at Cappa's 
I fall into it, Mr. September 
Rock my long FUBU shirt in the winter
I respect my kind, plus pack a nine 
Daytime outfit superb outlet 
Staten Isle in effect, y'all in the manor
If you can feel Don down it Atlanta 
I'm a poet, my work is never done 
Law of Park Hill, my mic is stage one
Fifty-five tribes, in Psalms 30 
Caution, sometimes my thoughts get dirty
Somethin precise, hold back the pressure 
My unit too nice, you only got one life to live, think twice
(Think twice think twice twice twice twice)

[Ghostface]
Yo, aiyyo we swingle, make moves, PJ out the window
Flamingo, Santa Domingo, let's Kringle 
Bruce Wayne diggin graveyard rocks and swingin
multimillions, rap pavillion stay G'in 

[Cappadonna]
This year, we throw darts in the air
To let y'all know this shit is severe 
Ohhhhhhh Donnn-na, Ohhhhhhh Donnn-na 

[Ghostface]
Dove nice Mary Jane bitches Bud Light
Co-production I spoke to Christ, shoes were light
Statueheads all up in my lab like mad 
Empty bags are lyin in the yard, welfare 
Dead weight yo, cables that clamp around the neck
Sucrets fast Corvettes, tecs on my rest 
Sabotage, rap motor large, Mickey caught a charge
Credit card scam, when he couldn't rock the Wu skull 
Fuck yeah, televise the shit on Fox 
Big Ghost'll grab the jim and un-fasten your box'
You're allergic to the fungus on Earth, Killer Bee 
Headquarters is work, Khadafi body in his turf 
Yo, shame on, all y'all niggaz on some Baywatch shit
Soundin like me, suckin my dick 
Pretty Tone, long live the great Cappadon
Cappadon... 

[Cappadonna]
... as I get it on
I'ma take time to wait for y'all niggaz to stop
It ain't enough room for y'all cats to sound chop 
In a class by myself I hold the foundation 
Face to face, I make my affiliation 
short and brief, I make out with the looseleaf
In the struggle, ten years after the beef 
I choose to come forth then pronounce my sin 
if it's not the felonies or the color of my skin 
I'ma keep switchin my gear, again and again 
From the trainin camp I drive past V.I.N. 
It be Wu-Wear for life, my team is top billin
More sacrifices, create better livin 
My darts came to save the world like Blue Ribbon
Protect seeds, and protect black women 
Raised in the Pillage right now we just driftin
Ferry boat niggaz make a whole lotta difference 
Drama, if you slackin up in the business 
Godly from the Group Home always got biscuits

Ohhhhhhh, Donnn-na (repeat 4X)

"A killer should not be known, he must be discrete - understand?"