Cappadonna – Why It Gotta Be This? lyrics

[Intro: Cappadonna]
This album right here, this is The Yin & The Yang
So you gonna hear a lot of different things on here
You might hear a lot of profanity
You might hear, um, a lot of love, a lot of hate
YouknowI'msayin? Cuz it's like, come on
I got a lot of friends, I got a lot of enemies
Frienemies and those that pretend to Beez

[Cappadonna]
Why it gotta be this?
Yo so why it gotta be this?
This ain't in my hand, that's my word!
Why it gotta be this?

Yo, my life is based upon a true story
Words based upon shit, nigga quit, you can't win
Laid down ya mic, when you was at the jam
I was fuckin ya wife, my life is based upon a true story
You just finger-paint yours, ya whole shit is weak
You wish you could see me when you was eatin pork last night
I was eatin ya girl pussy, I'm just a hooker
Since you a wack ass rap nigga, I took her
Like I took ya might, you don't deserve to fair fight
You should get stuck from behind for tryin to shine
With ya redneck rhyme, nigga run! Run fast
Before I bring it to ya ass, I throw darts for cash
Blaze one at ya mother and shook ya like "Go 'head brotha"
Fuck! Next thing you know, you be callin me Dad
But don't get mad cuz when I hit the mic
Ya sister be hittin the mic too, shit be gettin to you
But so what? You fucked ya sister in the butt
So you better not rap no more, I'm a rap whore
Six-three and ready to burn, this mic is like a razor
I rip you whenever it's your turn

Why it gotta be this? (2X)
Eh-yo, why it gotta be this?
Why it gotta be this?

Eh-yo, eh-yo..
I'm all fucked up like Stapleton cats be
I'm good on the outside but got dust in me
I'm vexed, spent my life in the projects
Never know what's next
You could throw a rap out, I could still throw a poke
Rob and sell coke, do life for catchin a body ain't no joke
Fuck dope, I used to sell crack, hate to be like that
It's real like that, I got locked up mad times in the Hill
I've been to Fishscale, Mohawk, Sing-Sing
Almyra, shot two niggas, nigga fuck me? Fuck you nigga!
I got one nigga named Blue, throw darts, wants to be along with the Wu
Don't put me in the zone, I ain't got no friends, y'all'll get blown
Come around with ya fake love, ya got snake love
Fuckin ya wife cuz you know just how the wife be
Pale in the face, smell like a dog when you get wet
I hit threat but you pose no threat
Don't front for me nigga, recite the alphabet God
Talk is pork, talk is cheap, I put wack niggas to sleep
Bring it to ya man, I put hits out
Blowin ya britch out, y'all ain't fighters
Nigga y'all ain't shit, y'all suck but y'all could suck my dick
That's right nigga, that's why I be this

Why it gotta be this? (7X)

[Outro: Cappadonna]
If a nigga wanna get rich you can bet ya ass
on these shades before, shave that before you comin over here
Tryin to act like you was gonna be there with Cappa and shit
That rap shit, then you gonna need money for ya bills and shit
Come on, come on, I'm a rap artist, I'm supposed to be on all the time
See I was a booger man and it's hard for me to understand
I was livin on the street so I didn't even fuck with whateva, whateva
Right, but whenever I got the money, I spent all the money
On weed, sneakers and all that shit
KnowI'msayin? My first ten-thousand dollar cheque, it was lunch money to me
Me, I felt like I hit the lotto