The Eulogy
Slip Capone & C.P.O.
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Sippin' yak, I'm laxin' in chronic fog
Flashbackin' on days of me and my dog
See the shit went foul when it was over but yet and still
Started out fools for real
Now this of course was back when we sorta lacked ends
With no paper available to fold
And I mean this broke shit was gettin' old
'Cause we was in need to be clockin' dollars
And we was in need to clock 'em now, uh, need 'em now
Situation became drastic
And so therefore we chose to impose
Some of those criminalistic tactics
And lo and behold, well I'll be goddamn
If the stack didn't increase ten motherfuckin' fold
Much tougher to go low again, 'cause we was driven
To stay up on top of things, lovin' the life we livin'
Stickin' business, we's in this to win it all
Didn't give a fuck if no others didn't love us, me and my dog
Now this is how it's done, like one, two, three
If a motherfucker serve, tryin' to step to a G
I only got love for me and my dogs
We Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg
This is how it's done, like one, two, three
If a motherfucker serve, tryin' to step to a G
I only got love for me and my dogs
We Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg
On a mission, dippin' down Imperial
The name's Capone, but first let me unfold the scenario
Creepin', rollin' one winter weekend
In a BMW, there they go, I see them
Them fools had crossed me when I first started off
With the kingpin corrupt and a G named Boss Hogg
But now I got a stack of Colombian crack
I gots to cook it and sell it so a nigga can make his ends fat
Prepared to murder if I have to, and I had to
So I blasted the two up front, then got the last few
No one escapes as Capone demonstrates power
And regulates the West Side's weed and white powder
Separates the boys from the men, you see
Who's your true friends and who ain't when you begin stackin' ends
That's why I never loved no one but myself
And ain't a nigga crossed me to lift a tail
This is how it's done, like one, two, three
If a motherfucker serve, tryin' to step to a G
I only got love for me and my dogs
We Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg
This is how it's done, like one, two, three
If a motherfucker serve, tryin' to step to a G
I only got love for me and my dogs
We Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg
Listen, now whosoever step with me (shit outta luck with)
Seaweed (two of), BG (who was?)
Simply not to be fucked with
Best have been on your guard
We was stalkin' the fuckin' boulevard, really large
But since it wasn't enough for the two-man crew
We did some debatin' and contemplatin'
On parlayin' product into revenue
Thought about it a minute, then we concluded
We'd be stupid as fuck not to get up in it
So we was like, "Shit, we had to do it"
Servin' up caviar gon' make the cash flow just a little more fluid
And so we gathered up the proper amount
Bought ourselves a flock of motherfuckin' birds
And me and my nigga set out
To defeat the rest, so we shipped the funk out from the East to West
Came up large in commodities
Niggas started reciting philosophies like true as a rainfall
Yes, y'all, niggas was bornin' and ballin'
Since they was swimmin' in pops' balls
Then all of a sudden I started noticin' decrease in my grip figures
And I'm like, "What? Hold on, wait a minute
What's up, nigga, with this shortness of my green?"
He looked me in my face and said, "Fuck you think it mean?"
And right before my eyes, the partnership dissolved
I seen him like he was a ho, showed him no love at all
He reached for his Glock, but I was quicker, blaow!
Used to be my homie, but you's a dead motherfucker now
I'm ashamed, but I said, "Fuck it," the day I became the Boss Hogg
'Cause that day I buried my dog
Check it, this just a quick reminder
To let all y'all motherfuckers know
That ain't no friends in this game
Especially when you're dealin' with this half-white
Black-hearted, cross-eyed, curly-haired motherfucker
You know what I'm sayin'?
The name's Capone, puttin' it down
With Big CPO, Boss Hogg for a second
To let all y'all motherfuckers know that it's a cold world
Niggas gotta supply they own heat
Recognize, realize, and analyze that shit, you dig?
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