Pump Your Fist

Cappadonna

[Featuring Killa Bamz Tekitha]



[Killa Bamz]



Uhh yeah what uhh yeah



Darts of armored warfare Deep the rhyme Caprice



Deep in levels alibi havin rebel could play



this competition for pounds in the state of permission



Conversation bout this kid Killa Bamz



You want defense man to man location Shaolin New York



It ain't nuthin to talk or walk



Get dark son economic times to fault



Style is mangohead stagnated from soft



What the fuck you thought, we was given support?



Live from Beatdown, Shaolin success, bypass the rest



Move sixty deep, Dutch with the charm



One hundred, twenty arms, designed to unleash bombs



Holdin dart guns in palms



One hundred divine cyphers, Killa Bamz



I pack the dart gun hate to see another death in the fam



Uhh, yeah, what



pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit



pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit



[Tekitha]



Y'all confused and amusing, transfusion I'm bruising



Meth-Tical illusions, salutin my blade



Tongue blade of fury, nurse the wound leary weary



Teary fear me, clearly, the pearl drop



Time stop, holdin shop, shockwave be brave



Ghetto came style is maim out to lunch



Out to crunch munch rhyme foods, my life reflect the jewel



My life control the cruise, ten deadly touches too



Grip the Dutches move, swing rough to cut ya



is the one to seek philosophy in crutches



You disbelieve, in the T



Truth Equal King Islam Truth Heard Alive, TEKITHA



Bust the cypher on the Gods, bust the cypher on the Gods



pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit



pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit



[Cappadonna]



Vanglorious darts, brown skinned with the pen



Pioneer shift from the beginning to the end



Whatever I do, y