1.It's A Big Daddy Thing
Ahh yeah
We gon' pump this up one time
As we set it off a little like this, kick it!
Pump it up now (it's a big daddy thing)
As we send this out to new york city
Can't forget the posse down in philly
Also in detroit (it's a big daddy thing)
Chicago, atlanta ga
Sendin this out to miami (it's a big daddy thing)
Tampa, can't forget virginia and north carolina
L.a. and oakland (it's a big daddy thing)
And the rest of the world as we go a little somethin like this
(it's a big daddy thing)
Let it rain let it rain to be put it pain
With nothin to gain under the wrath of kane
Cause you can't maintain, i drained every brain
To leave a stain plain to remain in my lane
Or path or road, until the next one be sewed
That the b-i-g, d-a-double-d-y explode
Just like a bomb in vietnam, so hit the alarm
Or be funky like a underarm
And allow, me to show how, the microphone should flow
Now, competition bow, to me like a buddha
The teacher, the tutor
They come a dime a dozen but the kane look cuter
And i ain't about that slouchin or crabbin
So save it -- cause that's one thing i ain't havin
Because the purpose i serve is to please ya
Rhymes will ease ya, like milk of magnesia
So bust a pimp without a limp
And i crush any wimp that would try to attempt to umm
Get loose i put a boost and used to chill
The comp to kane, i picked beetlejuice
'big daddy thing' (2x)
I'm just that ruthless, to leave ya toothless
Cause you're useless, makin up excuses excuses
So never touch tap tangle or tamper
A fearless fly foe'll get slapped with a pamper
Cause i can dig in your face like root canal
But i'ma chill, won't even dispute you now
Actin wild just ain't my style
Cause only the live will be movin the crowd but see
Quiet as kept, not like a starter you
But i can roast an mc like a barbecue
In the dead zone, you shouldn't have left home
Steppin to the man, now get the head flown
I bring the terror, horror, there's no tomorrow
Child you shouldn't even bother
To press up, and get broken like a lee nail
So let me school ya plus scoop your female
Just like a jiggalo but i'm much bigger though
I'm like a hitman, pullin the trigger slow
And smooth to the groove with lyrics that sooth
And improve with every move, that's why you've
Been enhanced by the mentally divine
So play football, and let's go the nine
Shorts i take none, cause i ain't the one
In eighty-nine there's damage bein done
And for you to diss me, will be very risky
Cause i make this be, as strong as whiskey
To break and make my foes dispose in force
So y'all can see how me the kane will just reign
Superior, cause i ain't even hearin ya
Save the yang, cause it's a big daddy thang
'big daddy thing' (4x, then cut and scratched to end)
And this one here goes out to my man mad money murph
Can't forget big sha, big therm
And also i got to say whassup to my man horace
Got nice and smooth in the place to be
Mack daddy nick, know what i'm sayin？
Can't forget my man ant live
And of course the one and only prince paul, peace!
2.Another Victory
Verse 1：
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)
3.Mortal Combat
The kiss of death on a rap pick
Then you get a slap quick, so guard it with chapstick
In other words, protect and hold your own
It only takes one punch to get head flown
Fists of fury, suckers get buried
Cause the kane got more spice than curry
I am the flavor down on paper
And nothing could save ya, from catchin the vapors
Rhymes that'll sting your face like a quick jab
And i'm rubbin em in just like vicks say i'm
Captivatin, dominatin, innovatin, illustratin, fascinatin
Motivatin, elevatin, terminatin, mutilatin
Rhymes they're worth their weight in
Gold, bold, never sold to a bidder
That claim to glitter, you're so bitter like kitty litter
As for damage, don't tell me what another do
Cause i quote that i'm r-a-w
So make room, cause fighters are doomed
Try to consume, and make your own tune
A grave from a casket, a tisket a tasket
You're rhymes out of basket, boy you get your ass kicked
For frontin like you hittin hard
When your arms are too short, to box with god
So don't even touch cause i come with too much
Address and bless any mic that i clutch
And for a rapper to challenge my freestyle
He must be senile, and that's why meanwhile
Back at the ranch...
There goes the asiatic chosen one that's expandin with a new
branch
So many slept on the nonchalant act
Now wake up sucker this is mortal combat
'you say daddy i don't want none...' --＞ kool moe dee
(repeat 4x)
I seize and freeze mc's with these degrees
Put me to my knees, or at ease, chillllld please
I break it down, to bring on the next act
Rappers are so full of shit, they need ex-lax
So stop griffin, your mind is driftin
Prepare yourself cause i get swift and
Captivate the crowd but you can't understand
At times i gotta say to myself, 'god damn!'
As i get hot, and still be gettin warmer
And i don't have beef with no other performer
Keep to myself never bother another
But if a rapper tries to diss i crush the motherfucker!
Frontin mc's that be tryin to rip
Need to save it, and don't even play with
Me when i react like a volcano eruptin
I step to you and say, 'now what's up？' then
Every word'll be just like surgery
Cuttin you open so rush to emergency
Or even bow to your knees and below
Or get played like a game of nintendo
J-o-k-e-s ain't my style
I ain't a child that's why i don't smile
I combine a line designed to find behind the mind
So devine the other rappers resign
As i go on, from night to morn
Beginning to end, from knowledge, to born
Whenever rappers are lookin for static
Looks like a job for king asiatic
An-y, send-me, competitors
Then again, it might just be better to
Just slow down you don't wanna throwdown
I get busy, get you dizzy like a merry-go-round
Feel the wrath of a big daddy duel rhyme
And competition, prepare for wartime
Be alert for where i drop the bomb at
As i destroy you with mortal combat
'you say daddy i don't want none...' --＞ kool moe dee
(repeat 4x)
I roll so bold with soul control the whole patrol
Of folders molders towin black gold
So let it be said, let it be read
Cause i lead ahead, of others who rhymes are old as pro-keds
Tryin to diss the big daddy repetoire
Moi？？
You steady screamin out a antique segment wrote
As i just play em like a pregant roach and stomp em
For tryin the forbidden
Your rhymes ain't hittin, boy you won't be gettin
None of, or in front of, cause every one of
My adversaries, lack, you little son of
O-bit-uary column, and read your name
If you ever try to step to the big daddy kane
So any claimin or aimin to be champion
Against me？ psssh, can't be one
I rank supreme and it's a rapper's dream
To scheme and fiend for my technique but redeem
Cause there's only room for one teacher
Wise words from a wise man'll reach ya
I teach freedom, justice, and equality
Peace to the brothers and sisters and follow me
Plenty poisoned minds of the people are ours
Slaves, from mental death in power
That's the reason before i drop this bomb
I say peace to the nation of islam
('make you say' (6x) 'daddy i don't want none...') --＞ kool moe
dee
('make you say, say, da-daddy i don't want none...')
('make, ma-ma-make, make you say daddy i don't want none...')
('make you say' (6x) 'daddy i don't want none...')
4.Children R The Future
On and on and on and on
Me say the beat don't stop until the break of dawn
Nor does the growth of our young world
Yes the children, be buildin, each boy and girl
Cause you are the cream of the planet earth
The new birth, now take that for what it's worth
And give the child room, to blossom and bloom
Livin large, it's your destiny to consume
To take flight and ignite to a brand new height
Cause that's your goal in life - am i right？ (yeah!)
To start reachin, come on each and every
Single one of y'all comprehend what i'm teachin
I said listen up, listen up, listen up youngster
Learn from a lesson that the big daddy brung ya
It's nothin but knowledge, i shall bring to you
And i'm not mr. rogers or captain kangaroo, but i know
'children, children' - 'are the future' (variations 4x)
'children, children' where we goin now？
Take my hand my child, and let me show you how
Cause i'm here to help..
.. those who need knowledge of self
Young brothers and sisters, considered the cream
That must rise to the top and fulfill the dream
And there are desires that we all want to achieve
But remember, respect is most greatest to receive
And we don't have to gain it by bein tough
Or sellin our own kind that cooked white stuff
So bring your negative mind from out of the shade
Find your true self and let's all get paid, because
'children, children' - 'are the future' (variations 4x)
People, people, why we live illegal？
Your life just ends short and you know that there's no sequel
(sequel) they'll say that it was fun while it lasted
You run wild, stickin up and gettin blasted
Pregnant girls livin solo, on the welfare
Cause your so-called man said go to hell dere
And young brothers that could be tryin to rap
Instead, are out boostin clothes at the gap
Now what kind of life is that for a child？
Runnin wild livin foul, hey, change your lifestyle
Get some knowledge, and open your eyes
Just take a little bit of time,
How fully you'll come to realize, that
'children, children' - 'are the future' (variations 4x)
I believe the children are the future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all of the beauty they posess inside
Give them, a sense of pride
To make it easier, let the children laughter
Remind us how we used to be
5.Young, Gifted And Black
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
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!
6.Smooth Operator
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
'cause i'm so smooth...' --＞ rakim
(repeat 2x)
The b-i-g, d-a-double-d-y-k-a-n-e
I'm good and plenty, servin many and any
Competition, wishin for an expedition
I'm straight up dissin and dismissin, listen
Rappers act so wild, and love to profile
Frontin hard but ain't got no style
I give nightmares to those who compete
Freddy kreuger, walkin on kane street
Confuse and lose abuse and bruise the crews
Who choose to use my name wrong, they pay dues
Destruction from the exterminator
But in a calm manner, cause i'm a smooth operator
'cause i'm so smooth...' --＞ rakim
(repeat 2x)
Now girls step up to this
One simple kiss, and it's over miss
Sold to nice dreamers, high as the price seem
Girlfriend, you been scooped like ice cream
So just swing or fling a gathering try to cling
Cause it's a big daddy thing
And i'm lovin em right word is bond
So just play marvin gaye and let's get it on
I make it real good like dr. feelgood
To make sure that my point is understood
That when it comes to this there's none greater
Sincerely yours... the smooth operator
'cause i'm so smooth...' --＞ rakim
(repeat 2x)
Now ain't that the pot callin the kettle black
Sayin i'm a new jack, you need to be smacked
The smooth way i say em and the way i display em
To make them sound different in a way that's gifted
And hey i'm, makin sure every lyric is done fine
And i make one line, bright as the sunshine
Attack you like robatussin on a cough
If you know like i know -- step off!
Competition, i'ma get rid of
You can't get a bit of, so just consider
A break or rest vacation hibernation
And make way for my smooth operation
I'm a smooth operator
'cause i'm so smooth...' --＞ rakim
(repeat 2x)
Ahhhhh yeahhh, and you don't stop
Genuine for eighty-nine
And i still ain't half-steppin, peace!
7.Calling Mr. Welfare
About these big ol bubblehead girls out here
Well hey, you know that lady on the top floor of my buildin？
The heavyset one with about ten children？
You may remember her as a slim honey
When her man name was pimp daddy hustler stack money
A big time drug dealer from around the way
Slingin rocks, makin g's everyday
He drove a big fat mercedes benz
And even bought her a car to perpetrate for her friends
It was a brand new jag, with the spoiler and rag
And the girl was a nag, cause all she did was just brag
I mean baaaaaaaaaaad -- we know your coat cost a lot
You didn't have to leave on the price tag
And count the times her stomach got plump
Havin baby after baby by the same old chump
And then the day came, he left the dame shamed
But who's to blame？ y'all know the name of the game
Pimp daddy's wanted as he maxes and relaxes
She can't even sue for money, pushers don't pay taxes
So what's to do？ oh yeah
To feed ten mouths, she had to call on mr. welfare
Man they playin high-post with low income
Check this out -- when y'all go around to the corner
Y'all gonna check out another episode
Go like somethin like this..
Hey, if you think that suck, bust this
Another little story as i reminisce
About an old friend of mine that was livin out of order
Makin money like water (illlllll-egal？) yeah, sorta
He sold drugs and robbed a lot of people
But in these days and times, who lives illegal？
It's all about who knows the trade
And who am i to knock him？ homeboy was gettin paid
He chose his own lifestyle to live - it was negative
But his own prerogative
Makin cash to flash and stash in half the trash
The cops made the dash (sufferin succotash!)
Because he had to do ten in the pen
And then begin again to apprehend, huh
But what's lost is lost, the reign is over
(huhhh, see ya!) nice to know ya
Money, no longer can he collect it
Can't even get a job cause he got a jail record
So what's left？ no hopes of a career
So yeahhh, he's callin mr. welfare!
They don't know what time it is about mr. welfare
Do me a favor -- open up your book to page fifteen
At the top and read it off like thisssssssss
Here's a story of a guy who had to cop out his life
For bein a high school dropout
In the ninth grade he wanted to get paid
But now the young brother needs government aid
Because in his past he decided to cut class
And run in the streets to make ends meet
No shame in the game of his
But silly rabbit, trix are for kids!
So when you sat on the corner with a 40 ounce
Talkin bout whattup？ can't even pronounce
Your words correct, now in retrospect
That's a shame - but in '89, who gives a heck？
There's no type of path to follow
It's all about a dollar, fuck bein a scholar
That's why your report card's through
Like a bizmark beat, it reads eww-eww-eww-eww-eww!
So now you wanna wake up and smell the coffee？
Lookin for a helpin hand, but get off me!
I tried to tell you the deal last summer
Stay in school, and get yourself a diploma
Now you're on your own, tryin to make it alone
No food or home, chewin on a meaty bone
So what's to do since the cupboard is bare？
Brrring brrring! call on mr. welfare
Yo my man mister cee, cut it up money!
＊ mister cee cuts 'welll-fare' ＊
We-eh-el-el-el, el-el-elllllllfare, c'mon!
Yeah mr. welfare
He on some new stuff, what what is it？
He all new and improved？
Right？ yeah, like that old bug-out stuff
This guy, is he alright or what？
I think he on a mission with no kind of learnin
You know what big daddy kane？
We gonna have to take care of this matter
Mister cee, go ahead, cut it up
My man big daddy kane gonna see about my man mr. welfare
alright？
Places to go, people to see, things to do,
And you know what else to get.. see ya!
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsss!
8.Wrath Of Kane(Live)
He has arrived, at the apollo
Big.. daddy.. kane!
＊ fans screaming ＊
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!
9.I Get The Job Done
Diamond link that you see me with on
Chorus： repeat 2x
'i work' (3x) 'i work.. baby!'
The question at hand, is how do i love thee？
I count the ways but girls don't shove me
One by one you can come and caress me
Undress and molest me but you can't posess me
Because i love a young lady that's beautiful
But one that's smart for me, is more suitable
In other words, to make it simple and plain
You gotta have a brain in order to be ms. kane
But in the case of not becomin my lady
I take em eight to eighty, dumb crippled and crazy
Crisp and clean with no caffeine
And a pair of spandex or either tight jeans
Couldn't believe the ones with the chinese cunt
But i'll take em with the weave hangin down to they butts
And if you step up in a large sum
Like martin luther king, i shall overcome
I get the job done
Chorus (+ kane says 'i get the job done!' every two lines)
Some of you ladies make moves too quick
And settle down, without havin a large pick
Rushin to becomin some pooh-butt's wife
And no longer do you enjoy, the married life
Well, i let you know this is a brand new year
So never fear, the big daddy is here
To do things in places your husband wouldn't
And do certain things he probably just couldn't
Let me sneak into your life, like a thief in the night
Lick your body all over and squeeze you real tight
Nibble all over your ear and give your back a massage
You'll say, 'oooh i like it just like debarge' (how large)
Smooth and mild i'll make you smile
Honey child and if you like then get buckwild
And when i turn her back on, you'll have to say
Like calgon, please take me away
So when your main course is doin nothin for ya
Just look at me as a tasty side order
That came into your life and brought a thrill
Cause any husband won't, i'm a neighbor who will, get the job
done..
Chorus (+ kane says 'i get the job done!' every two lines)
Here's a perfect description of me
Six foot one, and dark and lovely
And if they're sayin black is beautiful, it's true not phony
I'm brown-er than bobby so won't you be my +tenderoni+
And get a whiff of this nymphomaniac
And uhh, the date mack is ready to attack
And prove that i'm a pro and far from a rookie
Ain't no hair on my chest, but i'm one tough cookie
Whoever said you had to be one-hundred percent
Masculine in order to be in？
I'd rather be more subtle and smooth and sooth
Girl, you won't disapprove
And i promise that you'll never forget
Hmmmmmmmmmmm, now what's a title to fit me？
A champ like tyson, a captain like kirk, no
Employee of the month, cause yo, i do work
The k-a-n-e is on the j-o-b
An expert, cause i get it d-o-n-e
So lights, camera, action - all hail the one!
That gets the job done
Chorus (+ kane says 'i get the job done!' every two lines)
Chorus ＊ repeat to the end ＊
10.Ain't No Stoppin' Us Now
Here we go, here we go on the smooth side
Let's take a ride in stride and i'm the guide
With the source, and of course - i don't wanna be the king or
boss
I just wanna get my point across
Cause it's time to organize and open your eyes
Realize, we on the rise
To the climax, time to take charge
Whoever said we can't live large？
To seek out fortune without distortion
And stop livin for just a small portion
There is a move to make, we gotta take a chance to break
All chains become awake
Cause this is the new way, to be proud and brave
And i ain't goin out like a slave
In eighty-nine, i'm livin like a champ
Step out my face, talkin bout a food stamp
Child please, put it at ease
Freeze, it's time to get paid in times like these
We can't take shorts or take a loss
So take it from the kane and go for yours, because
＊ chorus ＊
Uh-huh
There, comes a time, where we can't be in the rear
We gotta step up front, to get our share
Make the change, cause we're not inferior
For example, there was a black ms. america
Let's start to do for ourself
We can't depend on no one else or the board of health
So hold your own or else you're gonna find
That if you play off of crime you go out like aunt jemimah
We gotta put it in overdrive and strive to survive
To stay alive, that's the reason i've
Came to, motivate us to the length
Effort of strength makes you grow inch by inch
Takin no mediums or small at all
We gotta walk not crawl or else take a fall
What used to be just hopes and thoughts
Are now in effect, and we can't take shorts, because
＊ chorus ＊
Swing on that right there, pump it up, here we go
Uh-huh, uh-huh, pump it up, here we go
One more thing
Let's unite together, we can't sever never
No matter what or what-ever
Because we need unity to find justice
Just i see equality so bust this
Take a stand and command to demand what's grand
I know we can if we just understand
The true way of livin that was really meant for us
So one more time, kick the chorus!
＊ chorus 2x ＊
Ah keep it goin y'all
A prince paul, rulin em all y'all
A prince paul, schoolin em all y'all
And tony, tony, tony, tony
And tony tone never leavin the girls alone
Tony tone never leavin the girls alone
And you don't stop, and you don't stop
And you don't stop, and you don't stop..
11.Pimpin' Ain't Easy
Chorus：
Anything goes when it comes to hoes, they go：
Pimpin' ain't easy (pimpin' ain't eeeeeee-zyyyyyy) 6x
One-two-three-four, to five-six-seven
Eight, nine-ten, then ya got eleven
Twelve, thirteen, start your age;
Fourteen-fifteen-sixteen, the pubic stage
Like an apple, like a cherry, like a peach, like a plum
Better get off the virgin before i cuuuuum!
Pick up my pants and thump and thump
I think i'll call up tootie, she'll give me some
Watch out, watch out i'm drippin' live scum
I say damn, i love the way i make my posse roll-a
'specially if the hoochie's on birht control-a
Lift her up just like a pick up truck
Then i sat her down and we started to fuck
Made whoopie, made whoopie, made whoopie, yo-o-o-o-o!
I hope this time i don't make a cookie
Brothers everywhere be callin' me a rookie
Two from the greg nice from the o-o-old schoooooool
But bullshit, i ain't no fool, cuz
Chorus
Well, i say...extra! extra!
Here is a bachelor comin' straight at ya
I see trim and bag it, take it home and rag it
The big daddy law is anti-faggot
That means no homosexuality;
What's in my pants'll make you see reality
And if you wanna see a smooth black casanova -- bend ovah!
Cuz i don't half-step when it comes to broads
The k-a-n-e 'll go the whole nine yards
There's no time for coversation my dear
So let's make a move, as i get smooth
Cuz the purpose i serve is to soothe
I'm tall, dark and handsome and all that junk
Even white girls be sayin' 'ooh, kane's a hunk!'
Even puerto rican girls be callin' me papi
Some try to copy, but they look sloppy
So imitators who wanna step to a
Brother like me, lick my manure!
Chorus
I'm just goin' and i'm flowin' like a gigolo
And when i used to be with scott, i was a super-hoe
But now i'm coolin' with kane and greg n-i-c-e
And if the girlies want my tip they gotta pay a fee
I love bonin', and all my friends they will agree
That when it comes to pimpin' hoes...it ain't easy
First name： smooth. last name： b
When i'm bonin' a girl, i make her feel heavenly
I like to make 'em wait, and then make 'em beg
And when i take off my clothes, the i form a third leg
They rub it with oils and suck it with ice
Now i'm sweating....my mind is in paradise...
Chorus
Tip-tip-toein', scoob lover's out hoein'
Braggin' to the fellas how my flattop was growin'
Buyin' drinks for the ladies, money i was blowin'
Right in front of me...mmm...not even knowin'
A brown-skinned cutie; big, plump booty
Nametag earrings readin' off 'tootie'
Bullseye, bing, the girl of my dreams;
From my eyesight that was what it seemed
I said, uh, 'come a little bit closer'
To scoob that night, choice guy, she said 'hi
Hi...hi, i've really been wantin' to meet you
I just got paid and i'll be very glad to treat you
How 'bout dinner, a salisbury steak？'
I said, 'sorry honey-dip, but i already ate'
So i nudged the other girlies off my shoulder
Went for tootie cuz the girl was much older
East to the benz, i slowly walked;
Clearing out my throat so i cold start my smooth talk
Sex in my mind, i was sure of it...
I wanted to tax that ass like the government!
Chorus
Well, it's friday night, ain't a damn thing funny --
Bitch better have my money
12.Big Daddy's Theme
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13.To Be Your Man
Mmmm, mmm, mmm!
..
My my my my my my my my my
This must be what you call, love at first sight
When you commit yourself to someone
And don't even know wrong from right (wrong from right)
Looks like my feelings been united with you baby
But maybe just a little bit too soon
I realized that hearts get broken, sweetheart
I couldn't stand the wound (can't stand the wound)
So i put mines in your hands girl
And it's all yours my dear
But you got to be gentle, cause it's fragile see
That means handle with care (handle with care)
Heh, reminisce on how i first met you
You remember -- backstage at my show
I thought that i was the star until i saw you
(but i did not love her) (i did not love her)
Escapin from the crowd to be alone witchu
Cause i had oh so much to say
As we sat down in my dressin room girl, huh
And just talked the entire night away
From that moment on i felt that i knew you
Just like the back of my hand (i love you, i love you)
Loved you like i never loved another (i loved you)
And dreamt of bein your man
＊sung＊ how would it feel？ to be your man？ (2x)
..
Just think of the first time that we went out to the movies
When we went to see that picture
Iahhhhhh, i was the on the first thing smokin
Just to fly that head to getcha (i gotta getcha)
And what about the time that i called you long distance
On my car telephone (and i was alone)
Now that's what i call reachin out to touch somebody
At a million dollar zone
But you see, it didn't matter sweatheart, nah baby
Cause i'd call mars for you
Climb the highest mountain to be by your side
Word to mother, cause my love is true (my love is true)
Girl, if you could just understand (try to understand)
All the things that i'd do
Just for the sake of me, kane, bein your man
＊sung＊ how would it feel？ to be your man？ (2x)
Do it to em blue magic!
＊sung＊ how would it feel？ to be your man？ (2x)
So whatchu sayin baby？
So whatchu sayin baby？
＊sung＊ how would it feel？ to be your man？ (2x)
Can i be your man？ (i'll be good to you)
So good to me..
(i'll be good to you)
＊sung＊ how would it feel？ to be your man？ (1x)
C'mon girl, yeah, yeah (be so good to you)
14.The House That Cee Built
Introducing ladies and gentlemen
The young man that's had over thirty-five soul classics
Among these classics are tunes that will never die
Tunes like --
'funky!' 'i get +raw+'
'set it off' 'ain't no half-steppin''
'i'll take you there'
'yo, word to the mother!'
'the wrath of kane'
'mister cee got a master plan'
'this is a house that..' {cee} '..built y'all!'
Get up! huh! get up! cause it's party time!
Clap your hands!
'here we go..' -＞ slick rick
'i knew i was the man with the master plan' -＞ erick sermon
'mister cee!' {these two lines cut n scratched 4x}
'here i come!' -＞ mighty mouse
'yeah kane!' -＞ flavor flav {two lines cut n scratched 3x}
'oahhhhhhhhhhh-owwwwwwwwwww!'
'here i come!' -＞ mighty mouse
'yeah kane!' -＞ flavor flav {two lines cut n scratched 3x}
'oahhhhhhhhhhh-owwwwwwwwwww!'
'here i come!' -＞ mighty mouse
'king asiatic' {two lines cut n scratched 3x}
'oahhhhhhhhhhh-owwwwwwwwwww!'
'here i come!' -＞ mighty mouse
'king asiatic' {two lines cut n scratched 3x}
'oahhhhhhhhhhh-owwwwwwwwwww!'
'here comes..' '.. the dj' -＞ 3x
'here comes..' '.. mister cee!'
'here comes..' '.. the dj' -＞ 3x
'here comes..' '.. mister cee!'
'you-you-you, you-you, y-you-you
You-you-you, you-you, you just got ta' 'jump jump jump to it!'
'you-you-you, you-you, y-you-you
You-you-you, you-you, you just got ta' 'jump jump jump to it!'
'scoob lover my brother, scrap lover my other' -＞ kane
'he's the greatest ever!' (2x)
'scoob lover..' 'he's the greatest!'
'scrap lover..' 'he's the greatest!'
'scoob lover my brother, scrap lover my other' -＞ kane
'he's the greatest ever!'
'hey hey hey! it's..' -＞ fat albert
'.. mister cee as we say, my man with soul' -＞ kane
{both repeat 4x}
Yo cut man, yo whassup with them pretty young skins out there
Man what'sup？
I don't know man, they ain't lookin at me
I think they lookin at scrap, whassup scrap？
Yo, i could use some new exercise
Yo scoob man, i don't know, what's goin on？
Yo why don't y'all come a little bit closer
And umm, sit on my lap, and talk about the first thing that pops
up
Knowhati'msayin？
Cause you can hurt me, hurt me! hurt me, hurt me!
Hurt me, hurt me! hurt me, hurt me!
Hurt me, hurt me! hurt me, hurt me!
Hurt me, hurt me!
Awwwwwwwwwwww yeah!
Yo i wanna take time out to say whassup to my brother shannon
My brother knowledge and baby b
To my homeboy eric b, kamir and robin
Thyra, to my man, mulah
De la soul, and prince paul
To nice and smooth, melle mel, ab, j.r.
To my man easy mo bee, dj lg and the lg posse
Swivey bee and easylee
Yo i'd just like to say what's up to the leader of the wolf pack
The baby de la-ner himself
I'd just like whassup to the dj mister cee
And to my brother scoob lover
Yo i'd like to say whassup to everybody that stood by us,
yknahmsayin？
My man kane out there, the whole posse, eazy-e
Keith and sally from the valley
My man laze, eazy-e and the whole nine yards
Can't forget nobody!
Awwwwwwwwwww yeah!
Can't forget my man kito and pony y'all
Can't forget the clubhead herself, joanne
Yeahhh (peace) house music!
15.On The Move
Chorus：(all together)
Well, here we are,
United just for you.
Our flat-top cuts are new
Because we're on the move.
Verse 1 (big daddy kane)：
Na-na-na now girls step up, the quick ones kept up.
The slow ones need to pep up to keep big daddy's rep up,
'cause i don't let up or get up or even set up.
On a a speak freak, i know how to make you shut up.
Gasp your breath as you huff and puff.
The big daddy got more than enough good stuff,
'cause i'm just like secret when it comes to trimin'.
Strong enough for a man but made for women,
So come one, come all, i'm not about bein' picky.
It only takes a hickey to make you want a quickie
＞from the cameo haircut man that's dark and lovely,
Smooth and suave, that's why girls dream of me,
And not to flaunt, i love a flirt with a skirt
And after a concert, a little neeeaaah don't hurt,
Just to hear the girls screamin' out wild, g.
You're not a jungle brother, but that's some jimbrowski.
I'm like a pimp, see, and iff you tempt me,
I can fill up any girls that's empty,
Give you somethin' that's mighy and strong,
But ladies, don't get me wrong
Because you say that i love 'em and leave 'em, but no, i please
ya
And then catch amnesia,
But the party people can't be denied,
So i remember those who's on my side.
(repeat chorus)
Interlude 1：
Mister cee cuts and scratches 'scoob lover, my brother.'
Verse 2 (scoob lover)：
The mic goes around like a 40 ounce.
Now, i'm-a take a sip, now it's time to bounce.
I won't get tipsy, i don't drink and talk
And, no, i'm not a hoddlum by the way i walk,
'cause i'm one hype, one brown-skinned brother.
For those who don't know me, i'm (who？) scoob lover,
A jolly good fellow, flowin' with the mellow.
For all the choice cuties, i'd love to say 'hello',
So take away the 3, let's stick to 1, 2.
Me and you, now here's a clue what we could do.
It begins with an s and ends with an x.
Hmmm, not the number 6, so guess what's next,
So girls, don't barge, don't blink, be still
'cause it's about time for scoob to get ill.
Remeber you dissed, now you wanna kiss,
Write me fan letters, sayin' that you miss.
There's only one rap dance, the cool romancer.
If i had a million dollars, i'd try to cure cancer,
But i'm only here to get illey, ha.
Now, i'm drug free and i don't smoke phillies,
So come here, shorty, go buy me a 40.
And make sure it's cold so the crew can get naughty.
(repeat chorus)
Interlude 2：
Mister cee cuts and scratches 'scrap lover, my other.'
Verse 3 (scrap lover)：
You get jacked if you ever try to nap
Ona a rap from scrap because you know there's no haps.
Now, right from where i left off, to all those who stepped off,
You know you had it comin', the blame is what you slept off.
？destruction played a part on roll, here's so to say.？
You can't mislead me. why？ 'cause i know the way.
Always gave headahces, never known for heartaches.
Time and effort, huh, that's what a star takes.
Let me give you a true piece of mind
'cause this rare species is so hard to find.
I'm custom-made for all the ladies with guts,
A tall box of hair or rather cameo cuts.
Draggin' tattoes is what the girls found,
Two on m chest, one draggin' on the ground.
To all the young ladies that's clean and legit,
As long as i got a face, you got a place o sit.
No tokens for heart-broken turnstiles,
No remarks or regrets, but i'll burn while
Those that's destined to question for a new thing.
Join us in harmony together as we sing.
For all the ladies determined that once was
So jealous, stop searchin' now 'cause....
(repeat chorus)
(mister cee cuts and scratches)
Outro (big daddy kane)
You don't stop, you don't stop.
You keep on to the break of dawn.
16.Warm It Up, Kane
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!
17.Rap Summary(Lean On Me Remix)
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＊
'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..'
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
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)
'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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