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Milk The Cow Lyrics - Singles - Cappadonna

[Cappadonna] 

Let us milk this cow, the best way we know how 

Park Hill projects, chicka-POW 

One culture, return of the track slasher 

Double douser, Cappadonna broadcaster 

Strivin for perfection, the only way I got 

My life back was through investin, devotion 

Movin my soul toward the skit, vocabulary 

Comin out my ass like shit, to feed my babies 

I gotta fight y'all MC's, this money 

Be gettin me high just like cheese in these tracks 

I milk for all my childhood, make me feel good 

So I keep on writin meditatin in the ghetto 

Makin love waitin for lost minds to settle 

Then I speak out, because we all need the guidance 

Deep down inside us where you could define science 

My mother told me, when I was so stressed out 

"All you gotta do is just put your best out" 

And I did it, milky 

 

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Milk this cow (2X) 

Milk this cow, the best way we know how 

Park Hill projects, chicka-POW! 

 

Chorus: Method Man 

 

Hold your own nigga, Razor Sharp with the art 

Don't gettin blown nigga, throwin darts at the charts 

Danger Zone nigga, Cappadonna 

You know the stee' potnah, Wu-Tang death before dishonor - what? 

 

[Cappadonna] 

Yo, new Cappadonna is about to exhale kid 

Hold all the phone calls, stop all the mail 

Cappadonna raise hell, speak and I broke the shells 

Seen brothers that fell when I slipped 

I had my alibi tight that night, up in the Hill chillin 

Y'all get shot, move away things are too hot 

Look at my spot now, friends are exiled from close distance 

I flow persistence, every time I step up, I rip reps up 

Ku Klux, my words swing around like nun chucks 

This ain't for big bucks, never can quit this rap shit 

It feeds my seeds, I can barely breathe 

But y'all cats better believe keep off, the darts are soft 

While I throw these missiles, at your skin tissue 

You can't escape I absorb, gigantic crowds all aboard 

Watch out for shitty fraud, my darts slam like doors 

Makin it hard for you to get yours, selfish 

 

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Milk this cow, the best way we know how 

Park Hill projects, chicka-POW! 

(repeat 2X) 

 

Chorus 

 

Milk this cow, the best way we know how 

Park Hill projects, chicka-POW! 

(repeat 2X) 

 

Chorus 

 

[Method Man] 

Bad birds that fuck nerds! *inhaling* 

Hah! *inhaling* 

Suck a dick up til ya hiccup motherfuckers! 

The swarm continues, Wu-Tang Killer Beez 

Cappadonna Cappuccino, the Donna-mite 

Came to treat your ear piece right 

Y'all better recognize and realize 

Hot Nixon, playin my position, bitch! 

 

*gunfight* 

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