Capeesh

Capeesh

 Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, USA
BandHip HopSinger/Songwriter

Capeesh is Harrisburg's own Hip-Hop artist. Been making music for about 10 years.

Biography

Capeesh is an up and coming Rap/Hip-Hop Artist from Harrisburg PA. He never intended to become a rapper. He first decided to start rhyming at the age of 12. After battling up enough self confidence, Capeesh decided he wanted to do something with the talent that he had discovered. Over 10 years later, Capeesh is still at it. He has done shows all over his local scene as well as many other Hip Hop scenes. He has released 2 mixtapes within the last 6 months, with a 3rd one coming before the new year. He strives to penetrate mainstream music and show people a new face of Rap music. Follow him on his journey!

Lyrics

Regrettable

Written By: Capeesh

I regret to say, that I regret the day,
That I first met shorty, when she took my breathe away,
Just the way she moved and her classy attitude,
She was swept away it was such a precious day,
Sorta like the day, where I just stepped away,
I’m a first class guy, I don’t want the second place,
And I aint bout to spend another second in the place,
With this desperate piece of waste, disrespecting in my face,
Look at us, look what it’s come to,
I know what I want and I don’t want you,
But that shit don’t mean that I don’t trust you,
Because I loved you, it’s just us two,
We were never meant to be,
But I don’t think you’ll ever know what you meant to me,
It had to happen sometime, you knew eventually,
That you’d end up here, as just a friend to me.

Eventually the Hennessey’ll drown the memories,
Remember me, there’s plenty you’s, there isn’t any me’s,
And enemies stay enemies, so don’t pretend to be,
Living independently, you mentally depend on me,
But I don’t want your love, if it’s superficial though,
So kiss my ass goodbye, but you don’t need no mistletoe,
Damn, I really hate to see you go,
Together we’re a home, but without me you’re a ho.

Baby girl, what we had was incredible,
Every moment is unforgettable,
But the way things are is unacceptable,
I regret to inform you that you are regrettable.

Get It In

Written By: Capeesh

All these chicks in here, why you looking at me,
Cause you’re looking at me crooked like you’re looking to beef,
If you’re looking to beef, then I’m looking to eat,
Capeesh, what it be, start cooking beef,
See, I don’t come to start shit, I come to grind,
I come to find the kind of chick who come inside,
See I’m trying to get this pretty chick to rub on my thighs,
But you guys, wanna mug in my eyes,
Why, cause I’m fly, and my ride is fast,
Or why, cause I rhyme, and my lines are crack,
See that’s why I don’t rock with yall,
Just kick em on the ground like a soccer ball,
Look, not your fault that your cock is small,
Plus battling me is impossible,
Don’t try cause you’ll wind up all depressed,
But I guess that’s why I’m called the best.

Look, we can get it cracking, we can make it happen,
If you really want, just jump, and come to the front,
But I just wanna sit back and chill,
So chill with all that, stop acting ill,
I’m down at the bar and I’m buying a drink,
This dude’s in my ear while I’m trying to think,
Can I get your autograph, will you sign it in ink,
So I drug him to the bathroom, let him die in the sink,
Back on task, and I’m back to the chicks,
Grind right here, put ya ass on my dick,
Grab right here, tell me that isn’t thick,
If your man come around, he’ll get smacked with a fist,
I’m just here to enjoy myself,
And Lord knows you don’t wanna toy with hell,
If I hit him first, then the boy would tell,
And you don’t wanna go disappoint yourself.

Yea Yea Yea

Written By: Capeesh

Hello it’s me, yeah I’m back up on the mic again,
Life got me feeling like a snagged a couple Vicadine,
Jordan’s got me feeling like Mike and I’ma Tyson em’,
Reciting every line, every time, while I’m write em’,
Always on track when I’m in a train of thought,
But ya train derails and it fails from the start,
Aww, that’s what I call a brain fart,
Throw Quarter’s from a building and make it rain hard,
Aww, what’s good, there’s after party,
I’ma a ride or die dude and you crash the Harley,
Hah, fucker, come on pass the Marley,
That grass is gnarly, that’s that Safari,
Whoow! Got me feeling like a million bucks,
I live life like convertibles, ceilings suck,
I hit ya chik off once, and she’s till in touch,
I feel her butt, fill her up, and then I peel a blunt.

Yeah I’m back feeling better then I’ve ever been,
Have you ever been a Boss or a President,
No, you’ve never been anything intelligent,
The only thing you ever have been is irrelevant,
I smell a cook out, nouns, verbs, adjectives,
Hot beats, emcee’s and rapper’s ribs,
Beer pong and a cold case of forties,
And some real bad bitches and some Caucasian shorties,
Yea, damn, don’t that sound like a good time,
You would be here with me if you could rhyme,
I’m getting twisted like the fingers in ya hood sign,
They call me Ghetto Superstar, I make the hood shine,
I’m on fire, space bound, in Recovery,
The other personality becomes the other me,
See it’s Capeesh that keeps these groupies always loving me,
So why you mugging cousin, stupid groupie wannabe.

Red Light Green Light

Written By: Capeesh

Stop then drop, slow it down, roll it round real fast,
Pop and lock, show me how it’s going down,
Rock and roll, get hype, scream right out loud,
Stop then go, redlight greenlight,

I’m looking at you, you’re looking at me, I was tooken back two, you were tooken back three,
Steps, deep breathes, we met, she said, you seem kind of sketchy,
Tattoo’s that’s too sexy, bad dudes, have to, get me,
First just show me what you got and hope that you impress me,
Our eyes locked, time stopped, I know she thinks that I’m hot,
I thought, take a chance with her, dance with her like, why not,
She’s grinding on my Cyclops, I’m climbing in her blind spot,
She whispered in my ear, that with a cherry stem she ties knots,
Dancing, she’s grinding, she’s on beat with her timing,
She’s shining like a diamond, she’s on my with her hind end,
She break it down, she shake it round, she said “Hey boy, let’s play around”,
I’m trying not to make a sound, but I can’t seem to take it now,
I don’t know if I should go, she’s sliding down my fire pole,
And I don’t know if I can hold it, let’s just go and try at home,
We left the club, we’re in the car, we’re posted at a redlight,
I think she knows the heads right, she’s right, greenlight.

Attention please, this Hennessey, has me on tipsy tendencies,
Eventually, she’s bending knees, and pleasing me so tenderly,
There’s definitely, some chemistry, but that don’t mean it’s meant to be,
She’s into me, I’m into her, inch by inch like centipedes,
She the kind of girl that the fellas like, real nice curves and her belly’s tight,
But she’s up tight and the jealous type, always coming at me trying to yell and fight,
Slow down, yellow light, don’t put me through this hell tonight,
Let’s go home and kill the lights, have rough sex and a pillow fight,
Yeeeaaaahhhh, let’s exercise, you plus me equals best of times,
It’s ecstasy, just check my eyes, just check to see, they’re extra wide,
I can see you’re high and mesmerized, catch a DUI if I breathalyze,
Who’s up next, who’s next to ride, sit right here, let me stretch ya thighs,
Green means go, red means stop, green leaves roll, headies rock,
Blue means cold, red means hot, red booty shorts and a sexy top,
Green means go, red means stop, green leaves roll, headies rock,
Blue means cold, red means hot, red booty shorts and a sexy top.

Her back’s on me, I’m against the wall,
No boundaries, cause the fence’ll fall,
I’m against the law, I’ll offend em all,
Spend ya whole check and pretend to ball,
She looked back and she said to me,
It’s a doggy dog world, what’s your pedigree,
I said, pit-bull, girl you best believe,
So what’s good ma, is it red or green,
She looked back, laughed, do you have to ask,
Even if it’s red you can mash the gas,
If looks could kill I’ma flirt with death,
Cause you look dead gorgeous in your skirt and dress,
I’ma work ya chest, I’ma hurt the rest,
Real cute face, two perfect breasts,
Green glowed bright on the traffic light,
I didn’t ask her twice, but I smashed that night.

All I Want Is You

Written By: Capeesh

Excuse me Miss, what's ya name,
All I need is one minute to discuss some thangs,
Like, are you I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T,
Or are you gonna D-E-pend on me till my banks empty,
Then leave me, when it aint easy,
Will you just trust me and just love me, girl,
You my type, like the letters on a keyboard,
Everyday you looking better then before,
Cause you mean more then these other smeez whores,
And I see more then your physical features,
Life's a beach and we chillen at the seashore,
Moving fast, tell me can you feel the g-force,
Better be sure, that your loving me or,
Be regrettable, all alone feeling remorse,
And you wonder why them other guys don't give you butterflies,
Girl I'm hot, call me summer time,
I stand out above the bar like I'm underlined,
And I'm bright like the light when the thunder cries,
Girl I'm giving you the chance of a lifetime,
Not because I'm popular or I write rhymes,
More like cause I really am a nice guy,
In his right mind and you looking like the wife kind.

Can't Do It

Written By: Capeesh

Go hard every time, like it’s my last line,
Like it’s my last rhyme, like it’s a bad sign,
Go hard every verse, like it’s my last words,
I get the cash first, and skip the bad curse,
I re-fuse to lose, determined not to fail,
Certain to prevail as I’m burning down a jail,
Guaranteed to succeed, and I’m claiming victory,
They aint sick as me, cause I’m spitting a disease,
And I rip emcees, put it on they grave,
Look into my face as I’m coming through the flames,
Set a stage a blaze, and I’m guessing you’re amazed,
Every second is a blessing, and a lesson every day,
Every section of the page, is a weapon of my rage,
Running circles, round these rappers, come on, step into my maze,
And I’m dazed, blazing the haze,
High on Earth and I’m wasted in space.

That chick aint a dime, more like a million,
That little black dress is quite revealing,
Don’t fight the feeling, for biting, squealing,
I’m on fire, ignite the ceiling,
Shoot for the moon, aim for the stars,
Rap on lock, like I’m chained to my bars,
Head held high, you got shame in your heart,
And the pain doesn’t change, it remains in the scars,
You don’t wanna try to compete with us either,
This is real rap, take a seat on the bleachers,
Heat from beat just seeps through the speakers,
Walk in a hater, leave a believer,
Sleep on me and you’ll die in a dream,
Choke on the sound while you’re trying to scream,
Can’t hold me, I’m and iron machine,
It’s just me, aint no I in this team.

Gimme what you got, take your best shot,
That chick is red hot, is she with you,
I guess not, cool, now let’s rock,
Let’s head to your spot and make the bed rock,
Let your head nod, listen to the beat,
Listen to Capeesh, as he’s spitting out degrees,
He’s wishing he was me, as I’m slipping in her sheets,
And I got his girlfriend, French kissing on her knees,
Please, chill with all that,
You need to fall back, get off my ball sack,
Now that I’m here I’ma chill on the top,
Taking your place and I’ll fill in your spot,
He still isn’t hot, and the shit doesn’t change,
Burn an inferno, spit through the flames,
Heroin flow, let it stick to your veins,
What I spit is so sick, that you itch for the pain.

Can’t do it like, they can’t do it like us,
They can’t do it like us, they can’t do it,
Can’t do it like, they can’t do it like us,
They can’t do it like us, they can’t do it,
Can’t grind like us, can’t shine like us, can’t fly like us, can’t do it,
Can’t rock with us, can’t ride with us, can’t roll with us, can’t do it.

One Day

Written By: Capeesh

Verse 2 Capeesh

I regret to say, that I regret the day,
That I first met shorty, when she took my breathe away,
Just the way she moved and her classy attitude,
She was swept away it was such a precious day,
Sorta like the day, where I just stepped away,
I'm a first class guy, I don't want the second place,
And I aint bout to spend another second in the place,
With this desperate piece of waste, disrespecting in my face,
Look at us, look what it's come to,
I know what I want and I don't want you,
But that shit don't mean that I don't trust you,
Because I loved you, it's just us two,
We were never meant to be,
But I don't think you'll ever know what you meant to me,
It had to happen sometime, you knew eventually,
That you'd end up here, as just a friend to me.

Hook Capeesh

Baby girl, what we had was incredible,
Every moment is unforgettable,
But the way things are is unacceptable,
I regret to inform you that you are regrettable.

Verse 3 Capeesh
Eventually the Hennessey'll drown the memories,
Remember me, there's plenty you's, there isn't any me's,
And enemies stay enemies, so don't pretend to be,
Living independently, you mentally depend on me,
But I don't want your love, if it's superficial though,
So kiss my ass goodbye, but you don't need no mistletoe,
Damn, I really hate to see you go,
Together we're a home, but without me you're a ho.

Discography

The Conference Room (Debut Mixtape 1/29/11)

http://thatcrack.com/mixtapes/capeesh-and-jhunta-the-conference-room/

The Press Conference (Sophomore Mixtape 6/24/11)

http://thatcrack.com/mixtapes/capeesh-the-press-conference/

ReverbNation: Streaming Site

http://www.reverbnation.com/capeesh