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"Bring that beat back, bring that beat back!" -> Chuck D
"We gonna do a song, that you heard before.." [Kane] Here I am, R-A-W A terrorist, here to bring trouble to phony MC's, I move on and seize I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease Cause I'm at my apex and others are below Nothing but a milliliter, I'm a kilo Second to none, making MC's run So don't try to step to me, cause I ain't the one I relieve rappers, just like Tylenol And they know it, so I don't see why you all try to front, perpetratin a stunt when you know that I'll smoke you up like a blunt I'm genuine like Gucci, raw like sushi To stage a rage is what rap did to me To make me want to create, chaos and mayhem Cold rock a party, until the A.M. I'll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustle While you stand dazed and amazed, I bust a little rhyme with authority, superiority And captivate the whole crowd's majority The rhymes I use definitely amuse Better than Dynasty, or Hill Street Blues I'm sure to score adored for more without a flaw Cause I get RAW! "R-A-W" (cut and scratched by Mister Cee 4X) [Kane] Attact, react, exact, the mack'll move you with a strong song as long as you groove to this I keep the crowd loud when you're hyped Do damage on stage and injure the mic As I shoot the gift, MC's stand stiff While my rhymes stick to you like Skippy and Jif Feel my blunt fist, or my death kiss The rap soloist - you don't want none of this Supreme in this era, I reign with terror When I grab the mic, believe you're gonna hear a fascinating rhyme, as I enchant them So let's all sing the Big Daddy anthem Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro An entertaining gain, the Kane'll never no problem, I could sneeze sniffle or cough Eeee-even if I stutter I'ma still come off Cause rappers can't understand the mics I rip They sho' nuff ain't equipped, that's why they got flipped But my apparatus is up to status Don't ask who the baddest, or cause static to make or break or take em, my rhymes hit the head Put it to bed, so watch what's said Save the bass for the piper, rearrange your tone Take a loss and be forced from the danger zone I get ill and kill at will Teachin a skill that's real, yeah no frill Just stand still and chill as I build Science I drill until my rhymes fill your head up! "R-A-W" -- don't even get up Competition shut up, cause I'm RAW! "Help me!" (cut and scratched 8X by Mister Cee) [Kane] The man at hand to rule and school to teach and reach the blind to find their way from A to Z and be the most and boast the loudest rap again, to reign your domain (YEAH KANE) The heat is on, so feel the fire come off the empire, all the more higher Level of depth, one step beyond dope The suckers all scope and hope to cope but NOPE cause I never let em on top of me I play em out like a game of Monopoly Let em speed around the board like an astro Then send em to jail for tryin to pass Go Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no stuff but it still ain't loud enough So let the volume increase, never to cease I'ma release a masterpiece a slip of the tongue like grease Rippin the mic to shreds, puttin heads to bed Code red cause the rhymes is bein said by the Asiatic printer of raw poetry No hints or clues, you all know it's me I go pound for pound and round for round to clown the sound profound it's bound to go down, UHH A lyrical knockout, showin I got clout My comp should just drop out Cause none of them can see me I leave em Winan like their name was BeBe or CeCe I get RAW! |
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Let it roll, get bold, I just can't hold Back, or fold cos I'm a man with soul In control and effect, so what the heck Rock the discotheques and this groove is what's next Attack, react, exact, the mack'll move you with A strong song, as long as you groove to this I keep the crowd loud when you're hype Do damage onstage and injure the mic As I shoot the gift MC's stand stiff While my rhymes stick to you like Skippy and Jif Feel my blood fist, or my death kiss The rap soloist, you don't want none of this Supreme in this era, I reign with terror When I grab the mic believe you're gonna hear a Fascinatin' rhyme as I enchant them So let's all sing the Big Daddy anthem Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro I entertain again and Kane'll never have no Problem, I can sneeze, sniffle and cough E-e-e-even if I stutter Imma still come off Cos rappers can't understand the mics I rip They sure enough ain't equipped, that's why they got flipped But my apparatus is up to status Don't ask who's the baddest, of course that is The maker, breaker, taker, my rhymes ache the head Put it to bed, so watch what is said Save the bass for the pipe and rearrange your tone Or take a loss and be forced in the danger zone Cos I get ill and kill at will Teachin' a skill that's real, you're no thrill So just stand still and chill as I build Science I drill until my rhymes fill Your head up...don't even get up The teacher is teachin', so just shut up Verse 2 Rappers, take a step back, or you will soon regret that You ever had to confront me and you can bet that I come correct, perfect, in full effect Disconnect, dissect, eject as I wreck shop Stand in command with the clan Caravan or van, we go man for man and Without further ado or any delay Mister Cee as we say, call him the DJ Mad Money Murf with the triple M Smooth the barber keepin' my flat-top trim Scoob Lover my brother, Scrap Lover my other Dancin' with the crew so allow the boys to smother The floor, and endure just for your pleasure As the microphone lord proceeds to get raw Acrobatic, Asiatic, rap fanatic I get dramatic and rhymes start flowin' automatically From me, so don't play me, obey me When asked "Who's the best?", you better say me I'm sendin' sucker MC's headin' north And if you still want some...set if off For you to cope is just a wish and a hope And if you are what you eat they're feedin' me dope Cos I'm just about as dope as dope can get Ultimate, legit, Kane is a perfect fit The king of my kingdom, completin' a cipher The lyrics I bring them keeps the crowd hyper As I release the masterpiece The groove will never cease until Kane says "Peace" So, maestro, yo, hit it Big Daddy Kane's about to come with it, cos... (I can't hold it back...) |
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Grab a hold of yourself, open your eyes
Get wise to the exercise Being taught by the teacher that's most dominant You need knowledge? Well I'm dropping it Listen to the rap allow it to trap Your body and soul so that you can adapt To the man on display as I take you away So may i? <yes you may!> Proud to be a black man Coming exact and Giving up to brothers five on the back hand Pray for lease and peace upon each other With my sisters and brothers <marley marl: yo, word to the mother!> I say the mother, as in the motherland But on the other hand, another man Tackled and shackled our ancestors But we beat him with freedom, so let's bless the Country that we all came from Because the moral of it all is we shall overcome The cream will keep rising We be sizing Up, the asiatic one is enterprising Building and building to carry on All the way from malcolm x to farrakhan Martin luther was a tutor, many were pupils Those who fell victim were those without scruples However, to sever, we could never So hold up the peace sign and stand together Take heed to the words that I manifest And when I'm through speaking, marley marl'll do the rest <james brown getting cut up: People, people We gotta get over, before we go under (x2) Let's get together> (x2) <marley marl? : Yo big daddy, what you gonna say now? > Take a stand the fight for power Cause we've been here before the mayflower Living superior abiding by nature The history of the asiatic one paid the Price to be paid in slavery Like the name of antonio was gave to me But knowledge of self broke every shackle and chain Now I declare myself as the big daddy kane The teacher, teaching a lesson to be heard That's word, to the mother my brother So discover the truth of one another Cause here's the real deal upon our skin color Lay down white, yellow, red or pink But the color of black is most dominant The rising and sizing can never cease <marley marl: what you going say now? > Peace! <farrakhan: ...the mother of all living things and the black man Is the original man, we just can't escape our destiny> <word to the mother!> (x2) <farrakhan: I thank allah for allowing me to teach this subject today Crowd: yeah, that's right...> |
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Here comes the conquering brother that fathoms and never ceases. Violators pick up the pieces (uh) That are left behind as you're left to find The fury of the five fingers of death are mine, Rippin' on the microphone, receitin' poem, Givin' competition a Big Daddy syndrome. Some step up, (mmm) none kept up (mmm). They rap a brief moment and then shut up. Lips are sealed because all of this is real. I'm not about frontin', I tell the real deal of society (what); So how we livin, Like a turkey on Thanksgiving or like Robin Gibbons? Not to offend, I just want you to comprehend every message I send (tell 'em), 'Cause I don't understand, I have to wonder, damn, How could this lifestyle be fun to man, To see a brother gettin' paid undercover, Sellin' drugs to one another, 'Cause all the glamour you get is miscillaneous And all the product you sell is real dangerous Like um, um, let's say, un, poison, Destruction to all your own boys and girls who like to buy and give it a try, Admire and can't deny the high, that's why they soon die. These are the games that a fool would play today For our own kind to decay. No sign of brotherly love, Just scavengers in search of..... Chorus: Another victory (cut and scratched) Verse 2: When I'm ridin' in my Volvo, cops harass me. They never ride past me, they hound me like Lassie, Wantin' to give me a summons or a ticket. Huh, I got a place for them to stick it (kick it). They can't understand to see a black man Drivin' a car that costs 25 grand. The first thing they say is "Where'd you steal her?" And then they assume that I'm a drug dealer. Huh, that just makes me wanna laugh, 'Cause now I'm a star and your son got my autograph, So all the cops on the highway gettin' me, My name ain't Kieth, so could you please stop Sweatin' me So I can flow and go on, so on and so on To all the jams Cee throw on. Reachin' a summit as you learn from it, A lesson taught from yours truly, so here cometh The royal majesty, others have to be Fully prepared, though they still won't last with me, So when you hope to hang or even handle, I'll show the meaning of power and just cancel (period). Out of order, conquer and slaughter, You're comin' up shorter, boy, you'll need more to Compete 'cause the heat is deep in concrete, Defeat, bring up the fleet, flee 'fore we meet Or stay away, puttin' new rhymes on layaway. Then come get this when you're ready for business 'Cause aaaaah yeah, I'm with this (I'm ready). Yo, Mister Cee, what is this? (Repeat chorus) Verse 3: MC's and enemies I freeze at 32 degrees Because they can't drop rhymes like these. Competition never saw none done, So pay attention as I mention the 411. Just the other day, I heard a brother say, "Taxi cabs don't even come my way. They all be afraid they won't get paid So they zoom right past and pick up a lighter shade, And if they stop, the first thing they want, No more than two people and the money up-front, Treatin' me like I'm some type of thug. It might sound bugged but they don't wanna get mugged." Who's in the right or wrong? It's time to unite along The righteous with a walk in success and be strong. Instead of lookin' for someone to beef with, A brother like the Big Daddy Kane is peace with Rappers of today like (Kid'N'Play), Hey, even my man L.L. Cool J, (Stetsasonic) and EPMD, Public Enemy and (BDP), Salt 'N' Pepa 'cause we can't sever never, Wheihter, whatever, we better stand together. That means unite, not fightin' or fussin' or cussin'. Save all the base for the pipe and start lovin' One another 'cause separation is a flaw, So endure for more and stop lookin'; for.... (Repeat chorus 'till end) |
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He has arrived, at the apollo
Big.. daddy.. kane! * fans screaming * [big daddy kane] One two Can I get a stand? can I get a mic stand? A mic.. Aiyyo whassup y'all ready to party or what? * fans screaming * We gon' groove with this one tune for y'all.. * fans screaming * Can I see the peace sign up in the air? You know what this is? The wrath of kane, takin over your circumfrence Destroyin negativity, and suckers that come with The weak, the wack, the words, they're poor I thrash bash clash mash * mister cee scratch * and ten more Blow up the scenery, I reign supremer, see You need a savior to save ya, so lean on me I'm playin rappers like a haunted ghost And stomp em out like a watered roach I slay my pray and they decay, I blow away and throw away So go away, cause I don't play Attackin like a psychopath; breakin rappers in half So feel the wrath.. of kane! The man at hand, to rule and school and teach And reach the blind to find their way from a to z And be the most, and boast the loudest rap Kane'll reign your domain! (yeah kane!) The heat is on, so feel the fire Come off the empire, all the more higher Level of def one step beyond dope You suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope Cause I can never let em on top of me I play em out like a game of monopoly Let us beat around the ball like an astro Then send em to jail for tryin to pass go Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no stuff But it still ain't loud enough So mister cee let the volume grow So I can flow, now yo Juice crew's the family, slick rick's a friend of me And doug e. fresh, stet', krs and public enemy Blase blah, you know who you are The red black and green, the sun moon and star Knowledge of self, degree of twenty-one after Peace in the name of I self lord and master I come to teach and preach and reach and each With the speech every leecher I'm impeach Drop science and build with math And the dumb deaf and blind'll feel the wrath, of kane! Marley marl break it down! * fans screaming * Line by line, chapter after chapter Like a pimp on the street, I got a rap ta Those who chose to oppose, friend or foes I still dispose Blow em out like afros Too many rappers have fronted to get a name out Yellin and screamin and jeerin but still came out Off the wall as butter soft-er y'all So you waited for kane, to come after all Competition, that bite and chew and crunch and munch To play me out position, you on a mission But stop lyin and tryin to front adventures Your rhymes are more false than dentures Freeze, as I get warm like a heater Bite like a mosquito, but still can't complete a Rhyme or find the time to design a line Or phrase that pays, so you down in rhyme I get busy from sun to sun Only twenty-one, untouched by anyone No one throws, bangs or blows All foes I keep em runnin like pantyhose They got soft and tender, front and they'll surrender I turned off more lights than teddy pendergrass Bring on the trial, war be my style But when I'm in effect, they feel the wrath, of kane! Alright, pump your fists in the air like this y'all C'mon let me see the fists in the air C'mon y'all And let me hear you say yeahhhahhhhahhhh, c'mon (yeahhhahhhhahhhh) C'mon now, yeahhhahhhhahhhh, c'mon! (yeahhhahhhhahhhh) Everybody, yeahhhahhhhahhhh, what? (yeahhhahhhhahhhh) Yeahhhahhhhahhhh, c'mon (yeahhhahhhhahhhh) And say hoe-oh (hoe-oh) hoe-oh (hoe-oh) Say yo baby, yo baby, yo (yo baby, yo baby, yo!) And just throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just don't care If you're gettin cash money and not welfare Somebody say, ooh yeah! (ooh yeah!) Oooh yeah! (ooh yeah) Apollo theater, I love y'all Peace! |
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Come, get some, you little bum
I take the cake but you can't get a crumb From the poetic, authentic, superior Ultimate - and all that good shit I'm the original, asiatic, acrobatic There you have it, now get dramatic Creatin drama when I'm on the scene And I pack em in mean, like bruce springsteen I profile a style that's mild and meanwhile Put on trial a rap pile to exile Make you tumble and stumble, in a rumble just crumble And I'm still calm and humble You need another helpin hand to swing on I stand alone, but still you gotta bring on Your batman and robin, cagney and lacey Starsky and hutch, but they still can't face me And if may make this one thing here clear That's for you not to come near, period So I ain't buggin or delirious My swift tongue's like a sword, that's how severe it is And I can slice and dice a fisher price mc That thought he was nice into minute rice Single-handed, I ain't with that band stuff Cause cee'll scratch a record like flakes of dandruff And the mic I ravage, not like a savage But in my own way of doin damage As I design the genuine line Now who flattop rules in eighty-nine? Warm it up, kane (16x) .. Take two other men with soul that you probably know Deadly as scarface, but bright as the cosby show Don't attack rappers, but make everyone hush They step to me, but can't stop the bumrush I make material, rich and imperial The unique technique I speak is all original You like to sag and drag and gag Same old same old, but poppa's got a brand new bag So put the mic down boy, you can't work it Due to wack lyrics, it's bout to short circuit So toss the sauce across to the boss, no remorse You lost, with force, of course, a holocaust First I caught ya, then put ya through torture You moved wrong my son, so I taught ya Just like a guardian, that put your body in The mood to groove with the smoove way that I'm partyin Competition may find it spectacular Scheme and fiend to take a bite like dracula And waste the taste, cause ain't no sugar here So come near if you dare, you booga bear You start hallucinatin like magic The wrath gets tragic, but kane won't have it Cause you tried to juice me when you're bluffin Slowed the pace, so I had to start rushin So pick a vc date, cause you're history Here comes kane scoob scrap jay and mister cee And this is one thing to us we ain't new to The crew'll cast a spell on the crowd just like voodoo I'm the man you can't hold back And all competition appears to be weak I meant to say wack, a vision of blur Just them thinkin I'm competitin, I say, "huh!" Warm it up, kane (16x) .. Genuine for eighty-nine, you know what I'm sayin? As I give a shout out to my man tony a Tony p, sally sal and the whole libra digital posse Can't forget my man yawnski And smooth the barber, you know what I'm sayin? Also, I gotta say whassup to born true, b-boy, And my man big jay cee The whole rest of the crew, scoob lover my brother Scrap lover, and dj mister cee Can't forget supreme, abu, melquan and shabazz Wally d, and the rest of the brothers And of course my little brother the little daddy shane Manditory end of the story, you know what I'm sayin? Peace! |
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Well excuse me, take a few minutes, to mellow out
Big Daddy Kane is on the mic and I'ma tell about a minimum length, of rhymes of strength and power, so listen to the man of the hour Flow and go to a slow tempo and you know sing hoe, swing low, then yo the show will go on, as I perform Transformin on stage like a Decepticon But I'm not animated like a cartoon I'm for real, shootin lyrics like a harpoon Across the crowd, the listeners, the spectators So let's groove with the smooth operator |
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[Minister Farrakhan]
So out of the MERCY of Allah and the LAW, written in our nature We call an INDIVIDUAL, into existence And when that individual, I make, NO apologies for what I'm about to say [Big Daddy Kane] Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill to obey okay so let the man build words of rapture that you have to capture And I just slapped ya with the hand full of literature that's dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw Rappers I replace, rub out, and erase Competition you must be on freebase Smokin or chokin, bound to be broken Man, get your damn hands off the mic that I'm chokin! Cause I got a strangehold You're still cold off the road for the role you stole Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out I'm not a pop star, rock'n'roller I'm a rebel, BLESSED, able to hold a mic like a hammer, and drop grammar Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute They get the boot and played like a flute so just PLAY mute, don't even whisper Open your mouth to speak and I'm diss ya Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady In other words, you're half-steppin' Tiptoein, get goin, because my weapon is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun But when it come to hype rhymes I got one Just like the album is still the same _Long Live the Kane_ ain't a damn thing changed I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill to fill your grill so don't tell me you're real We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us *tchk* Maaaan, you still be home with arthritis! If we didn't revive em, bring back alive old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn't survive You'd be another memory to us Ashes to ashes and dust to dust So understand, the way that I live that's positive - and the message I got to give It's a benefit for you and me I'm talkin bout P.E.A.C.E. The chosen one that has turned a new leaf I got gold teeth, and they don't chew beef No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish The Kane fallin victim? *tchk* Sucker, you wish I flow like water, slaughter Put you out of order.. floored ya! Rappers are raggin and taggin and snaggin and braggin to be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last Dragon With the knack to attract the pack so just GET BACK, I'm young, gifted and black And just go with the flow you know In the place to be with my man Marley Marl Sendin this out to Divine Force Can't forget my main man Heavy D And to my good brothers EPMD And to my man Ice-T over on the West Coast Can't forget Kool Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio Two I say, peace! |
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Lean on me! (2x)
"big daddy kane, a teacher.." (2x) "big daddy.. big daddy.." "goes a little somethin like this!" "can I get a yes" (4x) "just lean on me" -> kane *cut n scratched* [big daddy kane] "can I get a yes? " no "why? " I ain't happy Cause I came back for these troubles to grab me And they've gotten a hold on me My oh my, things ain't what they used to be Looks to me like eastside got problems Now it's time to see what we can do to solve them Change for the better, letter New rule be enforced in school so we can get rid of All the bad apples in the bunch Clean up the wall and cook better lunch Put the students in class where they should be To stop roamin the halls, and oh could we Please, eliminate the drug situation Stop smokin and get an education Point blank, let's change the whole scenery You need help? well hey, lean on me "just lean on me" -> kane *cut n scratched* "lean on me!" -> 2x "whattaya do in a situation like this? " "special mix" "please! like this.. like this.." "whattaya do in a situation like this? " "like this" -> *cut n scratched* "goes a little somethin like.. like.." [big daddy kane] Whattaya do in a situation like this? Get tough - or get dissed The job is yours to play the boss enforce the laws Because the source is knowledge, wanna go to college? Or wannabe garbage? It's up to do so what you gonna do I-i prefer to learn, cause this is for your own concern You gotta-you gotta earn, however the world turns So wake up-wake up, to put some sense in your head Don't be-don't be mislead, use your brain instead Because-because a brother like me, can't understand you Playin yourself cheap, like a soggy old pamper Since i'm-since I'm around, I'm destined and bound To resurrect and perfect the entire school around The whole-the whole entourage, a class so large Under joe clark, "i am the head [nigga] in charge!" The man-the man with the master plan for discipline Makin changes-makin changes, no matter what we twist or bend You may not-you may not understand what this mean to me But for your-but for your own good.. just lean on me "just-just-just-just" "for your own good" "special mix" "you may not understand what this mean to me But for your own good.. just lean on me" "just lean on me" -> *cut n scratched* "big daddy kane, a teacher.." (4x) "special mix" "goes a little somethin like this!" .. "special mix" (2x) "goes a little somethin like.. like.." "big daddy kane, a teacher.." *cut n scratched 2x* "..teachin a lesson" *cut n scratched 2x* "..teachin a lesson to be heard, that's word" "can I hear a yes? " (2x) [big daddy kane] "can I hear a yes? " yes! "why? " things are better And we are finally, workin together In unity, and you're soon to see Eastside high as a better place to be The students, the pupils, have morals and scruples Our learning ability is increased quadrupled And we're off to a brand new start I played my part to prove that you're smart And it's proven, but I ain't movin, I won't be gone I'm here, when you need someone to lean on So take heed to this as a blessing and remember.. Ain't no "half-steppin" Get in full gear, I'm sure that you'll care In the long run, when you got pull here That means authority "r-e-s-p-e-c-t" word! So let knowledge uproot ya Go for yours, cause we are the future The ones who rise to supremecy And if you ever need a hand, just lean on me * more cuttin, scratchin, and samples to fade* |
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[Big Daddy Kane]
Move over bacon there's somethin meatier A natural born lover with love to give free to ya Meatier, so all you bacon lovers move over Cause I'm so smooth they should call me Blackanova I'm not tryin to say that I'm number one I'm just a smooth operator that gets the job done So, let me lick you from head to toe Realllllllll slowwwwwwwww Cause ever since I was young I could keep girls sprung just by the movement of my tongue I remember it all started way back in ummm... Kindergarten!! Some played with Lego's, some played with Play-Doh But I was feelin girls like a ripe tomato And now it's 1990 and you can find me as I dunk Lockin up girls like I want Yes I got a harem, but I don't share em I collect em like padium and MMM, you gotta see em Because the ladies is all I dream of And not even Anita Baker can give sweeter love You know why? |
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My, my, my, yes, I must admit
That I have never knew love like this before And I adore everything about you I do mean every part of For meeting someone this beautiful, have mercy I wanna kiss ya father You're the kinda girl I wanna get closer to Become the most to you like love is supposed to do Cuz I fell straight into your trap And since they say love is blind I'm the Ray Charles of rap And I'm waiting for you to put me in your mix Because ya got my nose open like a jar of Vicks I'll be your king, baby, you can be my queen Uh, let's stay together like Al Green because CHORUS All my love is all I have And my dreams are very special All my life I looked for you And today my dreams come true You need me and I need you Love in us is very special Things you seem to do devine You look straight into my eyes Oh, our love was meant to be Cuz our souls touch tenderly Love is life and life is living very special Well I must admit that you know how to treat a woman Don't stop your love, like Keith Sweat, keep it comin' And our relationship won't ever get dull Because you're always on my mind even more than my own skull You're always givin' me respect and chivalry And I can't wait for your enticing delivery Staying together is a must Those tropicana drinks don't blend as good as us We were made for each other, meant for one another Neither one of us needs another lover And just so it can stay that way Yo, I'm on your side like Jennifer Holiday because CHORUS I talk the macho talk and keep my real feelings hidden But what about that "pimpin' ain't easy stuff"? Aw, I was just kiddin' Cuz if we unite, baby, I'd do ya right Well I hope you meant that mushy stuff you told Barry White Because I think I know you well enough to be understood Well let's talk about sex, babe No, not that good But Spinderella, yes, Miss, I'll still persist Well since you put it like that Daddy then we can do this CHORUS I wanna give ya my love Cuz you're the only one I'm thinking of I wanna give my love Cuz you're the only one I'm thinking of I wanna give ya my love Cuz you're the only one I'm thinking of |
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(VERSE 1: Big Daddy Kane)
Give a demonstration To the whole rap world rhythm nation And take a taste of this verbal vibration With more color than you see on animation And bear witness to my smooth operation As I give the party people a sensation And give them all a good feel of jubilation Me and the mic become a good combination To rock the house without any complication The crowd'll give the Kane a standing ovation That just gives me even more motivation To pick up the pace and give you more fascination With the ryhmes in my rap creation They show the power of the Kane's innovation And create an extravagant inspiration So here I am, to give a demonstration (Big Scoob) (Give a demonstration) (Give) (give a demonstration) (G-)(give a demonstration) (VERSE 2: Big Daddy Kane) Give a demonstration And take time out for a dedication To all the deejays and radio stations Who put my record in heavy rotation Reprise reps for their affiliation Of course Warner Brothers help my elevation For publicity to artist relation And Rushtown for a great three-year duration And Carol Lewis for the tour preparation And Farrakhan for the righteous conversations I can't forget the people all around the nation From the adults to the younger generation The black, white, Chinese and even Haitian Because the music ain't about segregation It's a harmony to bring communication So listen up as I give a demonstration (Big Scoob) (Give) (give a) (give) (give a demonstration) (Give) (g-) (give a demonstration) (Give a demonstration) (VERSE 3: Big Daddy Kane) Give a demonstration For you to get a much better illustration And give the sucker MC's an education Because their style is just a cheap imitation It seems you need a little bit of dictation But what I'ma do for you in this situation Is supply a process of elimination Serve justice by means of termination Because a biter only brings aggravation A lotta trouble and a lotta frustration So here's a little bit of useful information So that you can see some acceleration It's gonna take hard work and concentration A lotta tears and a lotta perspiration That's the way that you blow up like inflation And then maybe YOU can give a demonstration (Big Scoob) (G-) (g-) (g-) (give) a demonstration) (Give) (g-) (g-) (give) (give a demonstration) (Give a) (g-) (g-)(give a demonstration) (G-) (g-) (g-) (give a demonstration) (Big Scoob) So can I give a demonstration For the sick people with constipation You need to take a little bit of medication So you can go take a dookie on the toilet Know what I'm sayin? Do you know what I'm sayin? So can we give this demonstration? So yo Me and Big Daddy We kickin it on the down low Word up Word up, just buggin in the studio Know what I'm sayin? Givin all y'all party people out there a - little - bit of - de-mon-stration For the year '91 me and Big Daddy gon' say peace |
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