Cappachino Kerstmis Songtext
von Cookin’ Soul

Kerstmis in Holland, romantische sfeer

Dart specialist, new Cappachino get treacherous
I rock tracks like a necklace
Poppy Wardrobe, singing like you never expected
I′m on a mission, flipping, Donn
Wu-Tang Clan is like the sword new addition
Seek a recipe antidote poke G, ebony
Sunz of Man and Killa Bee
Can't fold under pressure
Respect The Abbott, Wu Orchestra, what?


Fancy talk magic
Donna Donna, yo this slang, son, keeping it real
Two bags of good shit, you know what I′m smoking
Donna keeping it real, wings might peel
Vocabulary spill, peak me in Park Hill
Land it to the fullest
Dart bullets, I do my homework
Plus I'm never bound to get jerked, yo
Every morning when I wake up for breakfast

I be thinking, "What's gonna be my next ship?"
Pop out the woodworks, gifted with the art
Watch out for Donn, let me shoot my dart

Analyze, analyze that
Analyze that microphone check
Tony Starks in the house