She asked me if I was different from all the others,
She asked me if I loved her, but I can't, if I don't trust her,
See, cause truthfully I put everything else above her,
Even when we're undercovers alone, she make's me wonder,
Cause I want her, and I need her, but I can't bring myself to believer her,
I can see that she's a cheater, either that, or she's a deceiver,
She's ether, and I breathe her, and I try but I just can't keep her,
And I tried but I just can't leave her, she's a diva so I treat her,
Like a goddess, and I promised, that I'd keep our past behind us,
But I keep our loved locked up in a locket deep inside my pocket,
It's psychotic, it's erotic, but love aint one of our products,
She's in love with all of the profit, all of the drama, all of the nonsense,
And it's constant, and my conscious, keeps telling me about my logic, 
It's obnoxious, but I got this, as I sit inhaling my chronic,
I've exhausted all my options, either lost em or I dropped em,
So I got none, only got one, love her till my heart beats stopping...and now...

The memory of our promised future still haunts me,
And this bitch is always walking around me, she flaunts to taunt me,
Cause she knows it kills me to see somebody else with her,
Cause I gave her, all I could give her, and she's watched me rot and wither,
I've considered getting the scissors, and cutting her off, I'm distant and bitter,
Cause I envisioned a winner, not blizzards in winter, with splintering timbers, and miserable dinners, 
Hypocritical fingers point, so I pivot my middle,
And I scribble these riddles to clue you in on critical issues,
When I told her that I gave her my heart, but never my soul,
She turned a coldened, shoulder on me, and told me to go,
So I called her ho, and stole the golden key from her throat,
I told her the beast in me won't bend a knee to a goat,
But what would you do without her, if you gave her your all,
Would you cave in and fall, chamber a round, and aim at ya skull,
Cause the pain of it all could paint a beautiful stain on the wall,
But the soldier in me would take that pain and aim it at yall...

Are You Gonna Love Me ft. Veela

Some of the most talented artist from Harrisburg PA 717, project created by CAPEESH

Final Call

Killed Hip-Hop ft K.otic

Mood Swing ft Curbz

I'm Ready ft Vesey

Pirates ft Rico Riot

Accepted Ignorance ft Grand Royal The Poet

Power Of The Mind ft Thelonius   Sinsae

Define A Struggle ft Eskimo Jones   Tee Wills

Final Call ft DJ Kristyles

I'ma take that chance, make that stance,
Whatever on you, I'ma take that man,
Take that cash, make that bag,
Aint my fault, cause you had the chance,
Rake up bands, cake up fans,
It's time for yall to wake up man,
I'ma take that chance, make that stance,
Whatever on you, I'ma take that man,

Oh you a producer huh? Well whatchu producing?
I mean where's your production? We all see you talking but we don't see nothing,
Nah, I don't hear nothing, not even a mention, so what's the discussion?
All I needed was beats that were decent, at least had some keys and percussion,
Oh this is your studio? My bad, it looked like a booty-hole,
When it comes to the "Hook" though, well... I guess I'll be Rufio,
The roof over ya head, I "Reign"-"Dear", like hoofs to ya head,
Choose exuberance instead, what I pay for a beat, you’re exclusively dead,
So that's why, when I decide, on a beat, they call it a "Hit-Man",
Man, we used to have the game on lock, non-stop, hot stuff, propped-up with a kickstand,
But you wanna big the big man, even though we had dreams, I was the one with the big plans,
But I'm on a different plane now, man, would you check out the wingspan,
So I hoard the barz, a lot of yall, are just Lord Jamar's,
Racist pricks, just say the shit, that way, I can give your ass a tour to Mars,
Out this world, like I'm out my mind, I don't ever really think about the rhyme,
All I really think about is "Out of Time, and how, most yall clowns, now outta line...

I'ma take that chance, make that stance,
Whatever on you, I'ma take that man,
Take that cash, make that bag,
Aint my fault, cause you had the chance,
Rake up bands, cake up fans,
It's time for yall to wake up man,
I'ma take that chance, make that stance,
Whatever on you, I'ma take that man,

Now I tried to be nice,
But you just don't shoot at a Dynasty twice,
You could get shot at a diner tonight,
Well then again, you could die-nasty-twice,
I don't want nobody dying, nobody crying, none of the sirens,
I am just rhyming, but just imagine if I wasn't rhyming, and I was describing,
Did you get the description, and see the depiction, keep thinking it's fiction,
Cease speaking and listen, I'll read the inscription with cryptic conviction of deceased condition,
You don't want your spine popped in a pine box, 50 cents in your pocket, give ya nine shots,
Any enemy, isn't anything, just a memory, pop up on my Time-Hop,
Don't tell me you forgot about New York when we did shady-business,
Went to Shady Records, and then, I won't tell that ladies business,
But you and I know, and she know, that together, we committed murder,
And I did that for us, so trust, when I say that'll I'll bust, I'ma hit ya, hurt ya,
That's too graphic, that's too tragic, Capo, you're a savage,
What's another bad chick, or another bag flip, oh no, I don't do magic,
And when I say savage, I mean, The Last Of The freaking Mohicans,
Maybe we can be friends, maybe keep it beefing, either way, I don't really care, you've been charged with treason...

I'ma take that chance, make that stance,
Whatever on you, I'ma take that man,
Take that cash, make that bag,
Aint my fault, cause you had the chance,
Rake up bands, cake up fans,
It's time for yall to wake up man,
I'ma take that chance, make that stance,
Whatever on you, I'ma take that man,

Take That (J-Hunta Diss)

I'm sorry that I caused you so much pain,
I'm sorry that I didn't feel the same,
I'm sorry it was driving me insane,
I'm sorry that you'll never be the same,
I'm sorry that I caused you all this pain,
I can't help that I just didn't feel the same,
I'm sorry but I just can't play this game,
If I don't leave I'll never be the same...

Poisonous,
But I don't really feel I had a choice with this,
I'm annoyed with it, I aint enjoying it,
I aint wanna build us up and then destroy the shit,
I was avoiding it, 
I know your heart's left with a void and pit,
And I deployed the hit, but I was loyal it's,
Just, not as simple as the moral is,
I guess the moral is, I got a touch of destruction,
Everything I touch, busts into flames like a sudden eruption,
Boom, put the bust in combustion,
Spin the wheel, cock it back, this is Russian,
Roulette, would you pull it,
One bullet but there's 2 in duet,
Would you do it, could you prove it, if it's true that,
What goes around, comes around, then somehow, that's what you get,
Since we're being honest, honestly I was tryna be, the kinder me, 
I find laying around inside of me, from time to time, 
I still don't know why, I'm willing to hide, how I'm really feeling this time,
I'm killing the rhyme, feeling the vibe, concealing the feelings I'm feeling inside,
Cause inside, a villain resides, but the real me, 
Gabe Killian, is still instilled in my mind, and still isn't willing to die... and that's why I said that I'm so....

I'm sorry that I caused you so much pain,
I'm sorry that I didn't feel the same,
I'm sorry it was driving me insane,
I'm sorry that you'll never be the same,
I'm sorry that I caused you all this pain,
I can't help that I just didn't feel the same,
I'm sorry but I just can't play this game,
If I don't leave I'll never be the same...

Some say that love is a game, others say that, love is insane,
All I'm saying is... I wasn't loving the same, 
And all that brings is nothing but pain that rains down till it's flooded again, 
And trick you into never loving again, cause there's others that are loving the pain, 
Til nothing remains, in the end, all that means is nothing'll change,
I'm just another lone ranger that is stuck on the range,
I guess, that's what I get for lacking the passion,
I don't want the feelings, take em back, you can have em,
The questions that I had and I have, never asked em,
And it's all about your past, but I passed, I imagine...
The truth is, I aint willing to tell,
And if life is a prison then I'm still in the cell,
I hit a rock bottom and the ceiling can tell,
You that my soul needs healing cause I'm feeling the Hell,
Well, I imagine that you're feeling it worse,
But if love is a gift then I'm feeling the curse,
Still in the dirt, here on Earth, til I'm still in a hearse,
And it hurts, cause I worked, but no feelings emerged,
So, I guess I'm sorry that I tried so long,
I tried to trust myself, but my mind was wrong,
It's hard to tell the truth when you've lied so long,
And I couldn't tell the difference, that's why I'm gone...

I'm sorry that I caused you so much pain,
I'm sorry that I didn't feel the same,
I'm sorry it was driving me insane,
I'm sorry that you'll never be the same,
I'm sorry that I caused you all this pain,
I can't help that I just didn't feel the same,
I'm sorry but I just can't play this game,
If I don't leave I'll never be the same...

The Same

Capeesh is a well established Rap/Hip-Hop artist born and raised in Harrsiburg PA. Capeesh first decided to start rhyming at the age of 12. After battling up enough self confidence, he decided he wanted to do something with the talent that he had discovered. Over 15 years later, Capeesh is still at it. His focus is making Rap/Hip-Hop for a scene of people who may not be able to relate to the current mainstream artists. Capeesh offers intense wordplay and rhyme schemes stacked upon a clever flow and versatile delivery. He has an impressive track record and has very powerful messages on many records. He has done shows all over his local scene as well as many other Hip Hop scenes. He hopes to transition into mainstream music and show people a new face of Rap/Hip Hop culture. Follow him on his journey to the top and support his movement for the hope of a better future in this genre of music!

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