1.Looks Like A Job For...
'this is a world premier and i'm here..'
-＞ _it's hard being the kane_
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
And i won't have to do no-body work
The minute i come on stage and take position
A demolition, where rappers catch a bad decision, huh
I start to swingin it, puttin my bad thing in it
Soon as i start flingin it, girls'll start clingin it
People'll start singin it, noise oh i'm bringin it
To show and to prove to the people
The man that really is the king in it
Cause i take the cake like hostess
No, not the one you wanna play high post with
Warm it up kane, warm as a snorkel
Snatch the microphone and do a nigga somethin awful
I give him the rhythm-a-jazz pizazz finesse and yet
The flavor to jam and slam the land
I flip the script like nobody can
It's like they lack the crowd to get live
And raw from all the brothers who smothered the mic
They're frank with force, cause you know, kane comes off
See me and the mic go together like neighbors
And if that's too fast, here's a slower flavor
You see.. i.. am.. the.. man.. to.. stand.. top.. brand..
No.. band.. at.. hand.. and.. yes i can can, yes i can can
Rip the microphone to shreds
Buck buck, rough and tuff, and a little bit raggamuffin
For havin a rapper that try to battle will stress me
You shouldn't address me cause you can't impress me
So don't test me, boy, i say you better move over
Yeah, yeah, huh
Many people tried to say i fell off
He went r＆b, now his rap is all soft
But if you say that on stage, i'll prove you wrong
And wax that ass, rappin off a love song
Cause with the street in all battles i'm still hard
Like a mallet, servin competition like salad
I'm gonna give you some damn good advice g
Break out, before there be some sugar honey iced tea
Cause now you're comin in the danger zone
There no man, can withstand, or hold his own
I burn a rapper so bad that it bruise
Even if you put a condom on the mic that i use
That won't protect ya, i still can effect ya
Cause i flip the script, like a movie director
I'm makin the non-believers believe what i'm dishin up
And people that's still fans, will be air conditioners
Why golly gee, i'm the hypest
The power to maintain, and sustain, cause i'm righteous
In other words, by knowledge and degrees
You gotta say god bless, and i don't mean when i sneeze
A black man, you know i got, soul
For rockin the track and sparkin the mic that i hold
Not just been flowin for the fellas so for the ladies
I didn't forget you.. mm-wah ＊kiss sound＊
A lot of rappers today, know how to flow
Also, a lot of amateurs turned pro
But if i ask for the mic at your show
Aiyyo, i think you better let it go!
Cause i go in a rage on stage
The rap it never stops til i get my props
And if you don't know my style, well look here my friend
You saw _faces of death_？ hehe yeah yeah aight then
I'm tryin to tell my competition the scoop
That i'm breakin down, any soloist or group
And even though, some of them try to play souped
When i come on stage, they spread they wings like troop
And fly away, cause i don't play
I slay, okay, okay？
The king of combat, my competition scat
Pockets stay fat, oh hells yeah, i'm alllll that
The one they like to follow, bite and borrow
Lock into my style, just like a rottweiler
So you wanna know the meanin of hardcore？
Looks like a job for..
＊ cut n scratch 'big daddy' ＊
2.How U Get A Record Deal？
On the black ceasar tip, my dialogue is just like
A frank inside of a supermarket, raw dog
I'm the untouchable, never to be took out
A sexy mother.. ooh child, prince look out!
I'm keepin girls of all shades on my trail
From a sister act down to a single white female
Cause when i hit the skins they all say, 'damn kane -
You knock out the bush like a presidential campaign'
But if you think that lickin toes makes me weak
You better treat me like freddy krueger： don't sleep
I write raps, ready to rip and rock real rough rhymes
Run in rugged and raw, rapidly ruinin roaches
Point blank - i spell murder to a bum
All you backwards rappers - redrum, redrum!
Cause i do em somethin awful, break em down to a morsel
Makin sure that you're no longer adorable
Rappers get so quiet when i'm comin, that if they
Shitted a dictionary, you couldn't get a word from em
It's sort of a tradition in bed-stuy to do or die
So steppin to me is suicide
I couldn't think of a rapper takin mines
I feel like ali, 'i'm the greatest of all times'
Floatin like a butterfly, stingin like a bee
Yeah i know this ain't boxin but that's still my pedigree
But as for you, you have no appeal
How you get a record deal？
Like shell-toe adidas, ain't a damn thing changed
The way i shoot off lyrics like a firin range
Breakin out in a cold sweat - the death threat
Gettin more props than a movie set
The smooth microphone assassin, rhymes keep blastin
Uhh, i keep the body count massive
But if you say you increased the bodycount troop
You must admit that you joined ice-t's group
Cause you ain't hurtin niggedy nuthin, so why you bluffin？
Tryin to be the new big daddy somethin
But there's only, before me, no one is ？, huh
You couldn't come pryor if your name was richard
Cause i'm the alpha and omega
Arm-leg-uh-leg-uh-arm-head, stayin raw til i'm dead
And to battle me you shouldn't even try
Cause with wings on your tongue, you still couldn't say nothin
fly
And i don't care if you bring a crew
And i don't even care if someone else writes for you
Man you could even be someone the crowd may just like but shoot
You couldn't see me with a bifocal mic
Check my resume, rap masters, word up
Yo! mtv, bet, the box and all that good stuff
And billboard for my five year duration
And see that i got more spots than a dalmation
Let's get down to finish this large
You could bring on your whole squad, none of you chumps are hard
All that garbage you mumble ain't real and seriously, seriously
How you get a record deal？
A lot of rappers today, wonder
Should i ask kane to write rhymes for me to say？
Well you're god damn right you should
Cause my rhymes are like spandex, they make any ass seem good
So act like you know baby pop
When i riggedy rock the higgedy hip-hop non stop, as i
Freak the funk and flip the flavor to flow with the flyest
A fury full force in the flames of the fire, now
May these mc's rest in peace
Because when i come to town, the population decrease
I leave em finished, dead and that's that, huh
Not even pet semetary could bring em back
I slay my pray, a to k, i tell em like jennifer holiday
No no no no no noooooooooooo way!
That you could ever touch this, no you know how i feel？
I think you bought your record deal..
3.Chocolate City
I be the cruddy one that they call the dj mister cee,
With the whole wolf pack in the place to be.
Better known as the chocolate city.
So scoob lover, huh, are ya with me...？
{scoob lover：}
Yo, i break punks up like a fight. give me the mic, i'm hype.
(damn kid, you're starvin' for life)
Cuz people be tellin' me, brothers be gellin' me,
Tryin' to get fame from my name but they chumps and they
butt-soft.
They know i'm wilder than a dog with hot sauce.
A mic, a stage, a crowd, and i won't stop：
I set it off and get live like an alarm clock.
People thought scoob and scrap was just a nickname;
Now that we rap, we sell more records than cocaine.
Awww, shucks, now i'm back from the down-low,
Here comes scoob with the currrr-ly afro.
No chemical reaction, no need for askin', pure satisfaction,
My last name's jackson.
You slip up, i get ill -- my boot to your grill,
My nine kills, i'm big scoob from brownsville.
The world's greatest lover, the chaaaaa-clate brother...
Chorus：
Who's the committee？ (chocolate city!) 3x
Scrap lover are ya with me？
{scrap lover：}
Yo, i drop science kinda like a pigeon;
Over rough tracks i tax any midget with a small digit.
Smooth and mild but complicated,
I put the crowd to to smashed like a driver that's intoxicated.
Rappers write rhymes, and talk about guns and jail,
But wouldn't squeeze a lemon in a cocktail.
Don't say 'huh？' or 'what？', and don't ask who,
Cuz if you hear me, i must be talkin' to you.
You probably thought i couldn't steal it, cuz i was a dancer,
I didn't have a chance, but ya'll can kill it.
You gotta be off your rocker,
I'm lettin' suckers know that scrap got more soul than foot
locker.
And if you heard i got skills, believe it's true;
Suggest for pete rock, for reminiscin' over you.
It's not a threat, it's a bet, cuz hey,
The last sucker who tried woulda been 25 today.
Chorus 3x
Big daddy are ya with me？
{big daddy kane：}
Yo-yo-yo-yo, look out, get out the way!
Here comes the k the a the n the e -- huh, ya better flee.
Cuz i don't need no hoodie to be hard, shoot：
I'll kill a nigga in a three-piece suit.
I don't be havin' it so the rear i'll attack,
A size-15 to the buttocks, a-matter-fact.
A hard-core blow to the face i'll provide,
To give you a crooked eye, just like st. ides.
Leave you home and you must be screamin' and yellin';
Not een kool moe dee shades can hide your swellin'.
I bring it rough, tough;
I said that i was browner than bobby, so you know that it's good
enough.
I'm untouchable to rappers my size.
You dreamed of beatin' me, you better wake up an apologize.
Some claim to be a daddy or poppa,
But with me, you'd have no ranks if your name was shabba.
Chorus 3x
Now you know you'd too like to be with it...
{li'l daddy shane：}
Shane, i cause pain, i make it rain.
I'm wearin' and tearin' down to the last grain.
Ha, i'm not a chocolate brother, but i dont' mourn,
Cuz i swear this vanilla kid got it goin' on.
So don't even step to me if you're worth nothin',
Because i just might hurt somethin'.
My competition thinks twice, cuz yo, for a young nigga, i'm
kinda nice...
Ooooooooooooohhhh! chocolate city are ya with meeeee？!
Scoob and scrap and mister cee! kane and shane and
laaaarrrrreeeeeee!
Kaaaaaane....would your black ass sing it for mee-heee？!
4.Prelude
Huh, huh, huh
Mister cee, are you wit me, uhh
Mister cee, are you wit me, dig it
Gangster or prankster, define yourself, huh
And put that rough talk on the shelf
You talk all that robbery shit, but it's lame
You wouldn't steal first base at a baseball game
Never sold drugs, you never was a thug
But you're talking ying-yang like as if you're in a gang
I mean for goodness sake
The only beef you ever had was a sirloin steak
You wanna question me and all the words i say
Well, you can bring the noise any fuckin day
I rock a rugged-a-ruff rhyme to besiege ya
And if i see you at a party, put up your dickbeaters
By time i get through wreckin your jaw
You be callin patti labelle and barry white hardcore
Why should i give up for gangster contrast
When i can rap about gettin some ass
To prove that i'm a gangster only brings me trouble
But the proof that i'm a lover ＊ sound of a zipper ＊
It's that easy but still you insist (yeah)
That i do this (what？)
5.The Beef Is On
It's hell up in harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you're respected
Brothers'll still try ya if they think you're butt-naked
So i went uptown to get the low-down
To see who made the whole thing go down
Word on the streets had it
Some kids from the bronx with automatics
Came to start static
Some new jacks at the game
Tryin to get a name
Had a point to prove
Wrong move
So i can't wait to get em all straight
It's a big payback when i retaliate
Steam, i gotta let it off
And i can't wait to set it off
To revenge my main man that's gone
And as sure as my name is kane, word is bond
The beef is on
(once again it's on)
(you got beef)
(once again it's on)
(you got beef you better save it for the muthafuckin meat
market)
It's time to show them how to get hard
Callin a hit squad and pull all these clown's ciddard
For tryin to friddont and fiddake the middood
But when i get riddude - awesome dude
So i took a little trip to brooklyn
Bedstuy do-or-die is where i was lookin
For my boys from roosevelt, albany and marcy
Plus i got a posse over in canarsie
I'm talkin about ill brothers that don't play
They sit around watchin 'scarface' all day
So here we go, headed up to they scene
Twenty deep in a van like the a-team
We rolled up to see what this joint's about
When one of my boys in the van just pointed em out
So without delay we reacted
And started shootin like it was target practice
When they saw that we wasn't messin around
One tried to run, so i had to chase him down
I caught the kid by the corner store deli
Kicked him in the belly like i was jeff kelley
I did his jugular vein something violent
Came back to see my crew made the rest silent
We sent fifteen bodies to trapper john
Cos the beef was on
(once again it's on)
(you got beef)
(once again it's on)
(you got beef you better save it for the muthafuckin meat
market)
(i don't happen to trust people
I sort of figured if you thought i was weak
You'd mop the street up with me
And i got to kill a lot more of your people
To put you in your place)
(you send your boys in i send em back in a paperbag)
Many screamed about a homicide
But when i came to shut em down all the drama died
I plead insanity when i got a jam with me
And we roll like the corleone family
I bring the boys that'll bring the noise
In the aftermath everything's destroyed
Like a crew of barbarians
And brothers that want beef, i make em vegetarians
So don't even front and try to put it as if you're ruff
Cos soon as i see ya, best believe i'ma call your bluff
And everyone else that tried to press up on me tuff
Have fallen and they can't get up
My game is a ill one
Cos i'm a real one
Lorda mercy
Nuff controversy
A gangster, a khan
A pimp and a don
Waitin for the beef to be on
6.Stop Shammin'
One-fifty-eight lewis avenue
Between lafayette and van buren, that was back during
The days of hangin on my bed-stuy block
With spence and mitch, followin my cousin murdoch
All the brothers were real, goin for what they feel
By the way, peace to my man sha and big neal
Now in ninety-three i'm still bein me
You think my 'fridgerator ain't full of olde e？ huh
A lot of times i get fly with a suit and a tie
Yeah i went from rags to riches but i still rock the saggy
britches
And i don't try to act brand new
Eatin escargots and usin words like 'rendezvous'
The ghetto life i've seen a lot overcome
Make a little money and then forget where they came from
Livin a plastic lifestyle, you're more false than dentures
Don't make me pull your file -- stop shammin!
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
So why you wanna be what you're not？
And claim to have things that you know you ain't got
You're just a fantasizer -- spendin all your money
On lustrous pink oil moisturizer
Just to make your hair curly and thin
You say, 'black is beautiful,' but then you go and bleach your
skin
Money you're worse than yacub
Cause their are eight stages of graft and you broke down to two
Plus you got a bad case of jungle fever
And nmmana-nah-nah i just can't believe ya
It's quite obvious you don't wanna be a black man
So what's next - you're gonna join the klu klux klan？
You sold out to your race and it's a big disgrace
You can't look your own people in the face
You wonder why it ain't no black schools or hospitals
You're makin millions of dollars and it's pitiful
That you can donate to leukemia all the time
But you can't give the nation of islam a dime
They mention muslims, you change the subject
You can't even shake farrakhan hand in public
That whole busy attitude is a sham
Umm bro, umm brother, umm.. brougham, stop shammin!
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'change the groove and funk it up a little bit'
I look in the mirror, at times i say, 'damn black caesar;
How'd you get to be the woman pleaser？'
Cause i remember when girls didn't notice me
And now they wanna come and talk to me like jodeci
It's strange, how back in the days i couldn't get with em
Now all of a sudden the honies they wanna give me rhythm
Well i'ma hit it, but still i show no pity
So i hope you don't think you gonna be in my next video
And many brothers i never even ran with
Be actin like they been hangin with me since i was a kid
I mean just to get a piece of the action
Man they start rememberin more times than michael jackson
But i can't fade to the tag-alongs
That want me to drag em on
Frontin like a friend just so i can put em in
But you cuttin yourself paper thin - stop shammin!
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
'stop, hold-up, pause, wait' (2x)
7.Brother Man, Brother Man
Check it, we wreck shop, from nighttime to dawn
It's goin it's goin it's goin it's goin
It's gone!
Cause lil' daddy's like a rap helter skelter
A bad mother..
Chill shane, respect your elders
My younger one, uhh, tall and yellow
Aiyyo, i got you covered like an umbrella
Well, i got a little rap thing i wanna breeze through
So may i release you？
Oh oh, please do
So lil' daddy, my ace, my brother
Get on the mic and let's rock with one another
And, here comes the six foot four, the rough and raw
To blow up the mic with rhymes you like
I strike the stage in a rage and burn just like a twelve gauge
Shotgun, cause son, the shane is not the one
The noise bringer, humdinger, funky rhyme stinger
Bring your girl to my show and i'ma swing her
The lil' daddy got it down pat, yeah
I'm like the name heavy d, i sound fat
Word for word, line for line, uh
I gets mine and show i'm poetically in-clined
If rap was made by ？ then redeemed because
You ain't got no ahhhhhice creeeeeeeeam
So take a seat in the rear
Don't dare to compare, cause i swear, you gets nothin here
The way you see me knock out the next brother
You'd think my moms had a talk with ll's mother, huh
Aiy-yi-yi-yah, momma mia
Man i burn the next mc like gonorrhea
Knock the boots on a girl named althea
Then pull her friend by the name of maria
Well i got a little rap thing i wanna breeze through
So may i release you？
Oh oh, please do
So big daddy, my ace, my brother
Get on the mic, and let's rap with one another
When i grab the microphone and shout
You gotta spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out
I'm ready to rip it apart, i hit em with one of the rhymes
I'm rough in a flash, trash, bash, crash, smash slash mash
Run for shelter, no one can help ya
You pushed up on a heavyweight, when your rhymes are welter-
-weight that's right, wait, because you're not fitted
＊singing＊ you're never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Uhh, i'm what you call a rap legend
And definitely the last mc to be present
Don't even try to take mines
You fuckin new jack, you still got price tags on your rhymes
Yo what's that sayin that hammer says uhh
U can't touch this, just like a pimple yo i'ma bust this
I'm like steven segall, _out for justice_
As for competition, pssssssh, what's this？
You're not prepared too, rappers are scared too
Confront this, cause you know damn well you don't want this
Some good advice is just break out
Before i treat you like a fast food resteraunt and take-out
As soon as i see the microphone yo i'ma, seize that
Squeeze that, a battle, you better, freeze that
Cause if you go through the wrath of kane, uhh
Not even lisa fisher can ease the pain, so
Rufffffffffff!
8.Rest In Peace
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today
For this somber occasion
Please join us in the mourning of this u-47
It was a great microphone in it's day
Until it met it's fate
One evening while it was in the studio
It was struck by the lyrical force of the big daddy kane
So ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
May this microphone, rest, in peace..
Knock knock, guess who？ yes, ooh
The bigger the b, the iggah the i,
The jigga the g is comin through
Yes i'm the one with clout, they're all talkin bout
To be frank, i have the flavor like sauerkraut
The microphone assassinator and furthermore
I murdered plenty rappers and believe that i'll murder more
So if you ask to give the kane a go
You better treat me like drugs, and just say no
Because i utilize my skills to brutilize
And in a battle, man you should see what i do to guys
Whenever the mic's mine, i'll rock a hype rhyme
And come off, like dirty panties at nighttime
Cause any mic that i caress, i finesse
With zest, and just bless, best yet to progress
King asiatic, no other rapper stands this
You couldn't be a king if you played hockey in los angeles
I gets pi-daid, top gri-dade, gotta admit ey
Point blank, the kid's stri-daight
Cause when it comes to r-a-p-p-i-n, huh
I got it locked up like a bullpen
'may you rest in peace' -＞ 3x
'if this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest!' -＞ krs-one
Rappers i get em and hit em and slit em and split em and rid em
Acquit em, when i get wit em, you can tell that i did em
I take em and shake em and bake em and ache em and break em
And rake em, you can't awake em from the comatose way i make em
Cause when you're messin with me -- you know what？
You can swallow a live grenade and you still won't blow up!
Pickin up the microphone you shouldn't dare
It's like bein on a stairmaster, climbin and goin nowhere
You're perpetratin like you're ready and able
But couldn't rock a show, if the stage was a cradle
Your rhymes are old as an artifact, and you don't want no part
of that
So don't even start it black
Anyone riffin i show them how i'm livin
And give them some of that treatment like my man michael bivins
I smack em up, flip em and then shove em down
Huh, oh i-ah-ah-i-ah-i-ah-i don't be fuckin around
To rip this microphone like this today
Since eighty-seven i came a long, long way
To headlinin, all the way from supportin..
.. and i know you've been watchin me norton!
Through my whole rap career, a lot of young, huh,
Rappers sat there, and listened, a lot of young, huh,
Rappers sat there, and wishin.. but..
You couldn't see the kane with x-ray vision
And just because you didn't see my crew for a few
A lot of people thought the wolfpack was through
But if you think the kane and scoob and scrap'll breakup
I tell you like marvin gaye, 'wake up.. wake up.. wake up..'
Put it to rest, it's best to 'fess
Because the kane is breakin rappers like the irs
And consider this microphone the deceased
Now may it rest in peace
'may you rest in peace' -＞ 7x
'if this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest!' -＞ krs-one
9.Very Special
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
10.Here Comes Kane, Scoob And Scrap
Surprise! guess who's on the rise？
And competition, i'm takin, and breakin em down to size
I operate around the clock like city bus
Never take five, cause yo when you rest, you rust
Be advised, that i pack heat for beef
I'm knockin brothers out the box, and knockin out teeth
Twenty-one years young and i got the knack
(you got it!) to attack and scoop girls like a set of jacks
Ruff rhymes that rag any rap herb
Built by the best to bust swerves like a sharp curve
Fifty percent on wax, no matter of fact
Every nine out of ten rap acts produce a wack track
Twice as nice, but smooth as silk
Somebody writin for scrap, is like givin a cow milk
I release, to make it hard for the fellas to cease
Cause i'm the type to make noise, i don't make peace
Here's a new jack, ready to swing
And bring the hype type of freestyle rhyme for the crowd to sing
Some say there's a party, but it looks like a job to scrap
I catch bodies with a nickel-plated rough rap
Me and ？slap？, we run together through the city
The nitty gritty, always together like titties
By any chance that i do get burnt
You better believe that i'm comin back, just like a tax return
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap'
Here we go y'all! (6x)
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap'
Here we go!!
Move over to the side, let a slim brother wreck it
It's that scoob lover kid, so pull up a chair and check it
When i get wild like heathcliff, or dennis the menace
It's like food to a fat man, finished
I bust your head like a apple (a apple)
And pour the blood in a jar, tell your moms that it's snapple
And wait around my way for your crew, who's next
Cause i be lookin out my window with a nine like malcolm x
There's no comp, they all got stomped so
Dream on.... dream away.... well okay!
And play like shante, and _have a nice day_
I drop rhymes that go boom (boom!)
And i can get funky like a high school locker room
Don't even think that i'm country country bamma
Scoob is hittin harder than a heavy heavy sledgehammer
I rock songs to make your grandmother dance
My rhymes are more together than a girl in biker pants
I'm never backed up, i never once had a fronter
Boy i get more beeps than a roadrunner ＊beep-beep＊
I never sweat the girls when it comes to a phone call
I got things sewn up tighter than a football
So skip to my loo or get stomped by my crew
Brooklyn's in the house and ain't a damn thing new
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap'
Here we go y'all! (6x)
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap'
Here we go!!
Here comes the prince of darkness ready to spark this
And show the people just who is the hardest
Ruff and rugged, kind of similar to a nugget
But yet and still, i manage to keep the groove, smoove
Rebel for wreck them rappers i dissect them
Cause anything i say on the mic will affect them (how？)
So bad, they gotta run for shelter
So rappers take flight like they work for delta
They know i ain't havin it, styles with no crab in it
Fakin and flakin it child, you're sadly mistakin
Cause who's a rapper here that kane rip on the mic
And start flowin ＊zoom＊ yo yo yo, where you goin？
That's how they flee from me, the b, the i-g
Damn man, you know my pedigree, huh
The gangsta, murdera, killa to ya
For sure endure to injure him or her
The breaker the taker money-maker never a faker
My lyrics are built like schwarzaneggar
So all my competition gets destroyed
You need to put your weak rhymes on steroid
For you to ever to press up on the mightiest man
To rip a show and flow, provin that competition can't go
Because i do all, it's easy for you to fall
I move all rappers like my name was u-haul
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap'
Here we go y'all! (6x)
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap'
'and mister cee'
'well it's the kane'
'bring me on, and ah'
'scoob lover'
'bring me on, and ah'
'scrap lover'
'bring me on, and ah'
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap scrap scrap'
'well it's the kane'
'bring me on, and ah'
'scoob lover'
'bring me on, and ah'
'scrap lover'
'bring me on, and ah'
'here comes kane, scoob, scrap and mister cee'
11.Niggaz Never Learn
Things been said, plenty rumors been spread
Many many many new jacks got it in they head
That they can raise up on this and put the kane in fright
Heheh.. yeah right!
Listen, you're just as soft as baby powder
Don't let your mouth get you in somethin
Your rhymes can't get you out of
Some good advice is don't even come out my way
You better press up on chucky if you're lookin for child's play
Cause i'm a grown ass man in total command
One of the best to ever be and
No other can ever take a stand
When i kick a verse the scene becomes so scary
That niggaz get quiet like a library
I pick up the mic like a hunter in hot pursuit
Oh you want some of this？ then put that mic on mute
Because you'll be in more danger than penelope pitstop
Point blank, you get your shit dropped
I got a death blow whenever i throw
With double impact to take out the whole row
Huh, i start swingin again and again
You'll hear so many 'ooh ahhs' you'll think it was boyz ii men
I break down, shake down, proceed down, beat down
Back down, smack down, rip down, get down
Showdown, throwdown, rundown, come down! ＊dj rewinds＊
Here's a little message for your own concern
You try to press up on this and get burned
A battle with a non-believe is what i yearn
Damn, niggaz never learn
'niggaz!' -＞ eazy-e
'this is for your own concern..'
You must learn' -＞ krs-one ＊repeat all 3x＊
If you ever see a jam playin you can bet that damn kane
Will make it sparkle and bubble like champagne
Dom perignon i'm the don of the set
And i'll bet, that the girls, will agree
That the b, the-i-g, d-a-double-d-y superfly feel
Like ron o'neal, gets ill, i got it goin on
Word is bond, i'm more dangerous
Than michael jackson - hah, sha-mon!
So, i don't attract with the wick-wick-wack
So take a step back, you new new, new jack
Cause young boy, all of your rhymes are pre-natal
Mines are fatal, cause i got the hand that rocks the cradle
So stay in your crib pen, before you get did in
Uhh, i mean done in, you gets none and
The last rapper to press up on me wrong was..
.. ummmm.. damn it's been that long!
So competin is not a smart decision
Cause i start to dissin, then start dismissin
You're tryin to battle with me well god damn scram
The style that you're usin is as old as a trans-am
Update yourself just like an 850
Shift see, oh what's the use you still can't with me
Many mc's tried their best to press up
But i guess, their best, wasn't goooooood enough!
I'm not robert townsend but every time i speak
I'll leave a rapper's chest beatin like he had five heartbeats
Knockin out comp like rocky balboa
And i make more noise than a lawnmower
For my stacks i worked hard to earn (＊ kane starts rapping real
fast ＊)
Bein the bigger the better the badder the boss
The brother to break em when bringin the bomb
To blow up the boogie down... ＊ inhales, deep sigh ＊
Damn niggaz never learn!
12.Give It To Me
Ready willin and able
Here comes the new modern day dark gable
On the mattress and on the boxsprings
Girls, they wanna sport me like bamboo earrings
The go-getter, the skins-hitter
And if your girl says she met me.. i probably did her
Word up, the sex super stud
I jump your bones like ten crips against one blood
(nasty!) the n-a-s-t-y
Ready for action if you wanna see why
So come on, and let's do this
As i, tiptoe through your tu-lips
Like moses, i part them legs like the red sea
And then i plant somethin deadly
Poundin and poundin, is how i'm servin this
Makin it look like, your bed is goin through turbulence
Lots of lust, between the two of us
The sign on my jimmy says, 'kidney's or bust,' so
I shove deeper than the voice of barry
To make you hit high notes like mariah carey
It's like a morris day jerkout
To put you in more positions than a jane fonda workout
I'm ready to tear down walls
You say let's chill, but to hell with that,
I'm not aaron hall, so..
Chorus： repeat 4x
Give it to me, give it to me
＊ sample of q-tip going 'uh, uhh, uh, uhh' from _check the
rhyme_ ＊
(give it here.. -＞ 4x)
I paid the cost to be the boss
Like with that hiv rumor they tried to toss
But i'm so good with the women that if i ever caught aids
A woman doctor'd find a cure just so she could get laid
So never fear my dear, just come on over here
I practice safe sex, with girls i lay next
In other words, the j-hat's on the head
Cause i'm too sexy for aids like right said fred
So can touch you there, hah？ hah？
I like to take my, time, whenever, i'm
Massagin my fingers through a girl -- ooh-wee
I leave her wet, just like her beaver had a jheri curl
Then i begin to hit those skins
So baby doll, let let me in
＊ sample of q-tip going 'uh, uhh, uh, uhh' from _check the
rhyme_ ＊
And if you're the slight bit tight from virginity..
.. vaseline on me!
Chorus： repeat 4x
Give it to me, give it to me
＊ sample of q-tip going 'uh, uhh, uh, uhh' from _check the
rhyme_ ＊
(give it here.. -＞ 4x)
Just another pervert that loves to flirt
With a skirt so at a concert girls stay alert
Cause i be hoppin on em just like a frog
I run through, a luke video, like it's a smorgasboard
I start sweatin, my back gets to humpin
Then i thump and i thump and i thump and i thump
I don't carry a gun but i'm packin somethin lethal
One of the last she-boinkin people
So come on miss thing don't front
You got me on a hunt, and you know what i want, that,
U-s-s-y, wait, that's not the way, oh
Pass the p's like they used to say!
And when i give you this fat one
You gotta guard your grill.. honey nonononononono, not that
one..
Because i give girls the grand slam
I'm like a radio station： continous jams
Chorus： repeat 8x
Give it to me, give it to me
＊ sample of q-tip going 'uh, uhh, uh, uhh' from _check the
rhyme_ ＊
13.'nuff Respect(Remix)
Enter the dragon, as i start, to braggin and taggin
And sayin i'm baggin all rappers on the bandwagon
Feel the fury of a renegade, well men i slayed
So send the aid, cause i penetrate
Bein the best up, with lyrics i dress up, so don't even mess up
Or try to press up, it's better to fess up
Cause if a rapper ever goes too far man
I start to screamin on mc's like tarzan
So witness the glare when i appear
None'll compare, so take a seat in the rear
Child, you gotta understand, you just the man
Sittin next to the man, sittin next to the man, sittin next to
the man
And no one friar comes higher than the messiah
Sparkin the mic like a live wire til i retire
Whatever the comp is i burn em like fire
With all the blow, i hit em hard like.. pi-yah
So take your hand and fold cause this is total control
And no one grabs a hold, huh
You got somethin to say, before it's told
If you speakin on me, you better hablo espanol
Cause i ain't tryin to have none of the penty-ante
Mumble jumble kick yak, you better get back
Clear the way when you see me comin through
Back up and bow, nuff respect due..
Uhh, i come down and put my weight on it
Drop somethin straight on it, and sound great on it
Parties erupt, and stages corrupt
I pour like a quart in a cup, worrrrrrrd up
I g-e-t the j-o-b done
Makin the young boys say, 'daddy i don't want none'
You puttin the man to a boy, before i can even destroy
I played him like a toy -- heavens to merkatroid!
Check my modus operandi
Those who know my name know i ain't about games
I go beyond knockin em out the box
You wanna be a comedian？ aight, where's redd foxx？
So if i want you, believe i'm gonna get you
I wouldn't give a damn if tony terry was witchu
So when i come in the same place as my enemy
They all start runin like their name was sheer energy
I won't say what you are but i'll hit you
You're found on a woman and a penis goes in you
Another clue, your first letters are p-u
Act like you know boy, nuff respect due..
Uhh, put in rotation, better than creation, with acceleration
My vocabulary is very
Clever like a trick hand, sinkin em like quicksand
Makin the competition feel like they need a kickstand
To support what they thought would've brought them
Some type of victory, but none of them could get with me
You better never act new
Huh, nuff respect due..
14.Finale
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