1.Taste Of Chocolate Intro
Yeah..
You know, 1990 begins a new decade
And since i got paid and blew up like a live grenade
It's been a three, four year stretch
And i'd just like to thank all of you
Mmm..
And this goes to everybody in the entire world
That means the united states, overseas in the u.k.
Way in brazil, japan, africa, and everywhere else
I just wanna dedicate this one to you
Here's another groove that i'm bringin to you kind of mellow
And i just want to say hello
Or should i say peace as i start to release
The poetry that don't cease is never the least
Your feet got to shuffle as i put the muscle in the groove
Cause i'm so smooth
Once you experience a whole kane rhyme
I'll have you dancin in a soul train line
Pick up the pace and get a taste of b-i-g
D-a-double-d-y kane in the place
Doin the job how you want it done
With lyrics that's bright as the morning sun
So grab one line, rub it on your face like sunshine
And everything else'll combine
This is that particular beat
For all the fellows feelin mellow to pump in the jeep
Uhh, also for every girlie
To shamiyo, shamago like laverne and shirley
Huh, now wait, now wait, now wait a minute
Uhh! now check this
I wanna talk about peace and unity and love
Not one, but all of the above
Comin together like keys on a piano
Black and white to unite and oh man oh man
What joy did we, find
Hard for me to say it sometimes
2.Cause I Can Do It Right
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？
Cause i can do it right (4x)
Yesssss i can!
Step up girls and get somethin to treasure
And welcome to the smooth operator's palace of pleasure
And if you're wonderin if i want it --
I got a kraftmatic with your name written on it
I reminisce sayin i take em eight to eighty
But i was just kiddin, no you have to be a lady
Even if you're too young, with the hypest body
I just don't go to a similak party
So all those of age, we can get intimate
Bumper to bumper, so you can get your fender bent
I treat girls just like pastry
Mmmmmmmmm ＊smacks lips＊ tasty!
Very kinky when it comes to hanky panky
A well known player, but not for the yankees
I won't say i'm the baddest or portray that role
But i'm up to top two and my father's gettin old
I'm takin love to a brand new height
And if lovin girls is wrong i don't wanna be right
Cause my man babyface said that it's no crime
And of course i'll work diana ross overtime
You know why？
Cause i can do it right (4x)
Yesssss i can!
If i was on the movies i'd frame roger rabbit
Play spike lee with jessica, because she's gotta have it
But i'm not an actor, i'm just a mack
That charms girls as i whisper sweet nothings to attract her
And bring about that feelin of passion
To have her on my body like modern day fashion
Layin next to me, in pure ecstasy
You're like a door and you know that sex the key
So send your man to the lost and found
I'm bringin somethin that's world renowned
In other words - good lovin that's major
I got girls in more areas than a skypager
Runnin around sayin, 'please me, please me, please me'
That's why i say it ain't easy
But i've been able to maintain my status
With ladies mackin without if's and's or maybe's
And other players just can't understand it
And couldn't keep they girls even if they were branded
I always end up with them on my shelf
＊smack＊ i gotta jump back and kiss myself
You know why？
Cause i can do it right (4x)
Yesssss i can!
3.It's Hard Being The Kane
Uhh! put your weight on it
Uhh, and uh, prince paul, bring me on and uh
Aiyyo botch, bring me on and uh
Mad money murph just bring me on and uh
Just bring me on, yo
This is a world premier and i'm here
A presentation beyond compare
So mc's step to the rear as i break through
Girls say ooh and then skip to my loo
That means dance as i get smooth with
Poetic perfection that you can groove with
Just like a passenger, hurry and fasten your seatbelt
Cause i'm about to start broadcastin
The words of wisdom, so turn up the system
Loud and clear, i don't want no one to miss one
Word to be heard never blurred or slurred
The preferred is absurd, all the damage that's occured
As i break mc's like a lumberjack
Ain't no comin back, you can't get none of that
I'm not the type of mc to be merciful
So if your name ain't jermaine take it personal
Cause like a vigilante i'm gonna kill off any
Sucker mc that tries to withstand me
With the mic in my hand i start flowin then
All competition flee and start goin in
The other direction, run for protection
Cause i can burn an mc like an erection
You're too small kid, don't get involved with
The verbal law for the nation of islam
Wisdom i speak makes your head nod
Showin i got the power, and that's from bein born the god
But many doubt my knowledge of self
But they're just illiterate, so i don't consider it
Feedin off poison that's pollutin their mind
And that's the reason i don't swine
I gotta maintain, accelerate my brain
And god damn, it's hard being the kane
Give it to me! c'mon!
C'mon! uhh!
Give it to me! give it here!
Give it to me! yeah..
This is the proper way man should use ink
But you're at your brink and your rhymes are extinct
Just like a dinosaur, but you never find a more
Cause mine'll keep sellin on wax like some kind of whore
Let me inject this, flow of electric currency
For all the party people preferrin me
And spectatin like a tourist, cause you never
Saw this style of rap kickin like chuck norris
But this ain't kung-fu, no i just brung you
A style, that phony mc's were too young to
Digest, when i manifest, you adolescent
So sit back, relax, be glad you had a lesson
And this one's for your listenin pleasure
Somethin for all the bitin mc's to treasure
Just like a diary, for you to admire me
Before you're put in the dead poet's society
Cool as a draft, droppin math in a paragraph
I laugh as the wrath break in half, your whole staff
But many mc's were able to retreat
Runnin like an athlete, but i got bad feet
So i don't chase ya, nor do i wait to face ya
Nah it ain't in my nature
I just rip shop, flip-top, and watch mc's get dropped
As i manifest in hip-hop
Rhymes i construct are tough like a tonka truck
And just like lightnin they struck
Down on all the toy mc's that annoy
That's how i build and destroy
The poetic printer, rough rhyme inventor
With a groove so smooth you can't help but get into
So i'm advisin competition to flee
Cause i can bake an mc like chef boyardee
Holdin my own on the microphone
Cause i break bones just like sticks and stones
So let it rain let it rain as i put em in pain
God damn, it's hard bein the kane!
Give it to me! get up!
Come on! uhh!
Give it to me! come on!
Give it to me! yeahhh
Put in a pause, because here's the holocaust
Above all laws, in effect and all yours
Cause i came to blaze a taste of bass of grace
A replace, erase the waste without a trace
My vocabulary will just have you very
Dazed and amazed so i fear no adversary --
That means competition
They can't even touch this, even with ammunition
Break out the gauge and go into an outrage
And i'ma still blow up the stage
Cause this is a death threat, but don't let your sweat get
In the way of your vision don't be missin when i get set
To go on a rampage, start a one man rage
Total destruction as i rip up the damn stage
And leave it in ruins from the damage that i'm doin
To prepare the atmosphere, as i put you in
The mood for the smooth operator to start this flow
And so..
I crushed and crushed and stomped the comp that tried
To get fly and face the ace i put em in place
Proceed em, retreat em, defeat em, delete em, and feed em, and
eat em
And all the rest of that good stuff, cause i don't need em
Only one survivor can remain
And god damn, it's got to be the kane!
Get up! give it to me!
Give it here! c'mon!
C'mon! give it to me!
Uhh! put your weight on it
4.Who Am I
'i was born..'
A black man from the motherland
Speakin a language today most people don't understand
Where no one could bother me
Cause i had freedom, justice, and equality
But then one day it was tooken away
And i was shipped to the u.s.a.
A young brother, made into a slave
To harvest the midlands and clean the chittlins
Given a new name, new religion
No freedom to vote, not even to make a decision
I saw my peoples, sold raped and took out
The rest of that stuff that alex haley talks about
They said i'm not from asia i'm from africa
And all the blacks there now are just scavengers
That's the way my mind was poisoned
To believe that in america blacks are inferior
A weak mind and a body of swine
Only adds up to being - deaf dumb and blind
Illiterate to who where what and why
So i ask myself： who am i？
'i was born..'
A native new yorker on the streets
Known for rockin rhymes to real rough beats
That i found in the attic, noisy with static
A sound that made me, a hip-hop fanatic
I made a few songs that sold ok
Never top 20 or plenty airplay
I came out hardcore, flexin cock diesel
Saw a little cash, and pop goes the weasel
I had to make that change and rearrange
My whole rap format, no hardcore rap
So now all the pop charts i rule
Over new kids on the block and paula abdul, huh
I thought i made it, then my song faded
And none of the black stations ever have played it
I tried to blame it on mtv
And say, 'damn, they cold played me for young mc'
But when you get down to it, i'm the real blame
Because i wanted the fame
Money is not only the root of all evil
It's also the destruction of black people, so
Conjunction junction, what's your function？
Bein a scout, or sellin out？
Look in the mirror at yourself, eye to eye
And say： who am i？
A solid change, have to rearrange this strange
Feelin i'm feelin, so appealin
I am having to deal with
Time to forget the myth, of bein black and a woman
Can't get ahead, walkin on a thread, a tightrope
Can't cope, don't be a dope, have a little bit of hope
Runnin your scope on affairs
You have to be aware, don't flare up
Let your cup runneth over
I'm not irish, don't need a donut to fill up my dish
Nor two mango wish to wish on a star, they're so far
Anyway i'm thinkin about today, not tomorrow
I'm not a follower of anyone
My time has come, it's already here
My message is clear
Like the women of long ago, i am also here
Also to show, i have the courage
Have the strength, i'm for equal opportunity
No matter the life, length of time
Show me a sign, should i rely on a
Subliminal message, should i question
What would seem to be, life's told me？
Yes indeed, so let me speak
And that's comin from the daughter of malcolm x
So black women put it in your texts
So you can never let, opportunity pass you by
Or even ask yourself, who am i？
5.Dance With The Devil
C'mon.. ＊ echoes ＊
Swing your partner, i'm about to start the
Dance across the land, the kane will scar the
People of our community, cause we're soon to see
The future of the world to be without unity
So brothers and sisters, let's check our history
To reveal what's been hidden a mystery
Because we're headed for self-destruction
And you know that the government, doesn't give a (fuck) when
One black brother sells another one dope
And he can't cope, so he dies without hope
Many of us live on this level
Mislead victims who dance with the devil
'dance with the devil'
'dance dance with the devil' ＊ repeat both 4x ＊
Guns are bein bought over the counter like candy
Comin in handy for chumps to act manly
Once before they were only for the law
But no more for sure, lookin at a l.a. gun war
Even in brooklyn, lives are bein tooken
The bronx is dyin while the box is steady cookin
Capsule after capsule, settin a trap to
Destroy all our kind without a hassle
I couldn't kill my brother, about a color
Or cocaine, not even over a rope chain
In this world i'm considered a rap rebel
To correct those who dance with the devil
'dance with the devil'
'dance dance with the devil' ＊ repeat both 4x ＊
There's no survival
Bodies come in d.o.a, dead on arrival
Everytime someone ships in artillery
Begins the game wonderin who will the killer be
There's no war, so the navy must wanna see
Drugs and guns shift into our country
So we can shoot each other and sell each other death
And imprison all the other ones left
So it's time to start to rise
We can't be uncivilized, we gotta realize
That bein the baddest doesn't matter when your life is had
So let michael jackson be _bad_
No time to devestate, we gotta elevate
To a higher level.. than dancin with the devil
'dance dance with the devil'
'dance with the devil'
This is the dance with the devil!
'dance with the devil'
'dance dance with the devil' ＊ repeat both 4x ＊
Lookin at the fall of our new generation
Makes me wonder about the emancipation proclamation
We're considered to be free, but did slavery devour
When we're still slaves to mental death and power
Misled and unknowin, people are goin
More and more beneath, instead of growin
+express yourself+, was said by n.w.a.
So stop givin trouble a play
Because those who chose to oppose never rose they all froze
At thirty-two degrees to enemies
That already tricked em and made em fall victim
Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm, just look at them
What we need is peace and love and more love
But i don't see none of the above
So one for the bass and two for the treble
(come on y'all) don't 'dance with the devil'
'dance with the devil'
'dance dance with the devil' ＊ repeat both 4x ＊
'dance with the devil'..
'dance with the devil'..
6.No Damn Good
{big daddy kane：}
I'm findin it very hard to understand
The lifestyle of young ladies today
{male voice：}
Yo, they're hard to figure out, gee
They need a sincere leader
{big daddy kane：}
You know, i've heard it said
You gotta use what you got to get what you want
But i think they're usin a little bit too much when they flaunt
You know
I don't understand the way these girls is rolling today, man
How about you, man？
{male voice：}
Yo, let me tell you somethin, gee
If they ain't lying they tryin to do some other - wildness
{big daddy kane：}
I know, i know
It's like girls promisin you thomas's
And can't even cook toast, right？
What i'm tryin to tell you, man, is...
They just ain't no damn good
No damn good
Check it out
Now there's this girl named monique
The type of female that you consider a freak
A big-time player playin like a drum beat
You think her address is 21 hump street
She step out every night to swing
With her lee press-on's and a nefertiti ring
Bamboo earrings all big and lookin silly
With extensions hangin down like milli vanilli
And every wednesday night at the apollo
First kid she saw with jewerly she'd follow
And monique would be ready to sleep
With the first kid in a benz or a cherokee jeep
Strung out and givin up the nappy dug out
You're on the critical list, about to pull the plug out
So here, nympho, here's some good info
Stop takin em putts and close your legs, toots
Cause i remember you was one of a kind and a fine - hm
I once was infatuated by the things that you do
But now you're doodoo
It's all about respectin yourself
In order to gain respect from anyone else
Treat yourself like a real woman should
Cause bitch, you ain't no damn good
That's right, there's a lotta young ladies out here
That just ain't no damn good
{female voice：}
But hold up minute
There's a lotta guys out there that ain't no damn good either
{big daddy kane：}
Oh yeah？
{female voice：}
Yeah, cause i had to tell one the other night
That his thing had too many 'nots' in it
{big daddy kane：}
What you mean by too many 'nots'？
{female voice：}
Not big enough, not hard enough, and not long enough
{big daddy kane：}
Yeah, aight
But check this here out
Well now, here's another story
About this kid by the name of corey
A hustler with game tryin to make a name
That was his aim, but his lifestyle was lame
Cause he would front like it wasn't even funny
About his girl, his car, and his money
Pullin out a knot every place
But every single bill had washington's face
And he went beyond exaggeration
To lie about his means of transportation
Because he said he had a benz car
Come to find out, it was his friend's car
Talk about simple chronic halitosis
Damn, his breath was ferocious
He had an odor that just won't quit
Smelled like he washed in oil of oh shit
Tellin girls he's daddy long-strokin
(shit, you must be jokin)
Cause he ain't got no bitches
And couldn't hurt a virgin if her pussy had stitches
See, corey, there's a lot you're missin
Seems to me, you ain't got a pot to piss in
So let's get one thing understood
Muthafucka, you ain't no damn good
{prince paul：}
The moral of the story is
The majority of the population of males and females today
Are just no damn good
7.All Of Me
Let's.. get busy..
Daddy kane
You know b.w. i've heard it said
That a woman is a man's greatest gift
Sure you're right
And success ain't nothin unless you have someone to share it
with
Mmmmm, so true, so true
I've always felt that.. it's great to achieve in life
Not having someone other than yourself to share it with it is,
uhh..
Sho' you're right
.. quite sad
In my case, i may have found someone (mmm)
I want, all, of that someone
Yeah, i know what you mean
Well i'll tell you my friend
Just, communicate with her
And always say what you mean and mean what you say
Because, it's her that you want.. all of me
Aoww
..
Come here baby
Come bring all of you to me
When i say i want all of you
I mean i want all of you from your head to your feet (mmm)
I wanna taste everything from your lipstick to your toenail
polish
C'mere kane brother
I want you.. i want you..
I want to hold you, i want to massage you
I want to comfort you, i want to sooth.. you (mm!)
You know the way you're standin still there
I just wanna lay on the floor and make love to your shadow
(a-heh) sounds silly don't it？
Not really
But for real, let me come on over there
Run my fingers through your hair
Hold your nair, and undo that brassiere
My dear
Daddy kane
Because tonight girl, all of me wants, all of you
Ohhhhhhh
Meeeeeeee, all of meeeeeeee
Wants allllllllll of youuuuuuuuuu
Let's start tonight, i know you're right
Over and over and over
Let's do it now, you show me how
Over and over and over again
Oh i can tell you're serious aren't you？
I'm glad to see that you feelin, this way
That there's somebody in this world that..
Make you want to give up that kind of commitment
Love is such a beautiful thing when it's, equally shared
Tell em maestro
When two people, find the same common ground
They call it, having, so much in common
Making love is one of things that people, these days
Seem to find too common
Communicate b.w.
Sho' you right
So i want you to know, that i really feel
That you gonna make it all the way with this young lady
You got my love, my respect
You're bad.. young man, you're bad
Meeeeeeee, all of meeeeeeee
Wants allllllllll of youuuuuuuuuu
Let's start tonight, i know you're right
Over and over and over
Let's do it now, you show me how
Over and over and over again
Meeeeeeee, all of meeeeeeee
Wants allllllllll of youuuuuuuuuu
Let's start tonight, i know you're right
Over and over and over
I want it now, come show me how
Over and over and over again
Meeeeeeee, all of meeeeeeee
Wants allllllllll of youuuuuuuuuu
Let's start tonight, i know you're right
Over and over and over
8.Keep 'em On The Floor
1-2-3
Give it to me
Get on the dancefloor
Start to clap your hands for
The smooth operator, what more can your ask for
The musical maestro
That's usin the mic so
I can spark up the entire place like nitro-
Glycerine because the crowd is sizzlin
Bobbin they heads to what's said and still listenin
I specialize in fun
And i must know what's happenin cos you're dancin like re-run
So behold the natural born soul, a rhythm
To get em and hit em as i party with em
My job is to make you all feel this
But i'm not don cornelius
I'm just a new black cesar here to please ya, ease ya
Movin and groovin, provin, soothin at your leisure
I don't sing or yell
But my rhymes reach out and touch more people than ma bell
The brain of the kane's so intelligent
You think dancin is irrelevant
And start stompin like a elephant
But that's not necessary, just let the beat carry
You into somethin funkadelic
That might best describe
The musical vibe you feel when i arrive
From the moment i walk through the door
I gotta keep em on the floor
Get up and dance and move your body across the floor
Go on and do your thing until you're feelin sore
(i can't dance no more)
Get on up and dance
(let's dance)
Get on up and dance
(give it here)
Get on up and dance
(funky)
Look
You came in the disco
Thinkin it would be just low
But i'ma make sure you enjoy this show
You won't have a chance to sit down
(get down)
And listen to rhymes that go the mile like a marathon
A voice that's choice, as strong as sarah vaugh
Swift delivery flowin like a river be
Flowin, but only ladies know my tongue is that slippery
I grab the mic and then we'll see
Who can d-a-n-c-e
Makin the crowd roar for more of what they saw
And i'm sure that i can keep em on the floor
{chorus}
Oh
Feel like i'm down here by myself sometimes
I'm ready to break this groove down
You're ready
So i'ma let the music just stop
And we gon' get into our own thing for a minute here
You're ready
Break it down
Keep on dancin
(keep on dancin)
(dance)
Bring in paramedics to relieve the
Trace of this bad case of dance fever
Cos i can feel the disco heat gettin to me
While the sweat got my silk drawers stickin to me
But i can't stop, i gotta party
Like a gun on the dancefloor and catch a body
I might move real smooth
Then again dance real silly
Just like a hillbilly
As i make sure the beat is kept
So all the party people stay in step
Become a slave to the rhythm
Grab someone of the opposite sex and dance with em
Put your partner on the floor and face em
That shows a positive sign of unification
And if all party goers could make this move
We'd be one nation under a groove
So let's try this, stop the violence
That can only result in peace from what i sense
To be straight to the point
A little love and harmony - mh (it's the joint)
So build a nation, pump the bass and
The treble beyond the level of imagination
So the big daddy kane can endure
And the name of this tune is keep em on the floor
(everybody get up)
9.Mr. Pitiful
Mmm.. mmm, yeah
Oh i like this
I wanna tell this story
A little story about umm..
.. a brother who you would think has everything goin for himself
But apparently for some reason he just ain't happenin
I call this brother mr. pitiful
I wanna tell you somethin about him, check it out
The story begins in 1984
When i met the bizmarkie out in front of the store
He used to tell me all the time, 'yo your lyrics is hype
We got to get together and make a record of some type'
I said, 'man, the hype behind run-d.m.c. and cool j
What the fuck makes you think they're gonna give us a play？'
We did a few shows together, freestylin on stage
Manhattan and long island, for mike and dave
After that, i was convinced we can do it
Until my man biz jetted and came out with 'make the music..'
From right there, i said, 'man, this shit is real
Look at biz in the new leather and a pair of spot bills'
I got to give it to you dukes, i was wrong
Well you out there now, so put my black ass on
And sure enough, huh, in about a year's time
I was r-a-w, goin for mine
Droppin jams that slammed on every radio program
And bam, god damn, look where i am
The first album, _long live the kane_, it sold
About umm.. aww fukkit it went gold
The money was comin in, yes i had done em in
It wasn't quite hard for me to find a woman then
Cause i was in demand for lots of fans
A sexy chocolate guy in the public eye
I bought myself a condo out in queens
A plush white volvo and drove off the scene
But i remained the same since i moved out
For instance - drinkin olde e and guinness stout
And also, hangin out with the troops
Most of all, takin care of ma dukes
Then all of a sudden things started to change
And many old friends started actin strange
Behind my back, sayin i'm soft and a sucker
Some even said, 'yo let's rob the motherfucker'
And family members askin for my papers
But biz set them straight, by makin 'the vapors'
Girls cryin pregnant, to get some of my green
I'm like, 'what the fuck is this？ billie jean？'
People harassin me, steadily askin me
Dis or dat, some even had the audacity
To say that i only liked light-skinned women
Tchk, huh, are you kiddin？
Cause i love everyone
And i never act prejudiced to none
But for some reason people make my lifestyle so critical
That's why they call me mr. pitiful
A few people know what i'm sayin
Hmm, to the little daddy shane, you know what i mean
And to my man cool v, you know what i mean
To t.j. swan, you know what i mean
And to scoob and scrap, you know what i mean
To rob base and e.z. rock, you know what i mean
The magnum force, you know what i mean
And to the playboys, you know what i mean
To shemp shawn, you know what i mean
And the f.m.c., you know what i mean
Can't forget miv, you know what i mean
Godfather d, you know what i mean
My man doug e. fresh, you know what i mean
And the fifty dollar crew from canada know what i mean
But most of all i can't forget my man biz-mar-kie
And may i send this to a.j. quest, rest in peace ？？
10.Put Your Weight On It
One for the ace and two for the deuce
If you're ready mister cee cut the record real loose
And uhh, test test test test, oh yes
I wanna bless the mic, i caress with finesse
Back off the microphone, you can't wreck it none
I'm like a nine, and you're just a naked gun
Some type of new jack, steppin in the area
Kind of reminds me of eddie murphy, coming to america
But you can't approach this, rhymes are too ferocious
Do the knowledge as i quote this
Freddie krueger, walkin on kane's street
Five chapters and i still ain't been beat
Bout time i turned the microphone loose
Anyone after me is just an excuse
Even the level of the devil or exorcist
Can't get next to this
This is mayhem, so competition, say when
You're thinkin that you're ready, so i can just play him
Or them, no matter the quan-tity, you don't want to be
In this battle, so just flee
Cause i leave em panickin when i start damagin
Kickin this swift, leaves you stiff, like a mannequin
And frozen, this is a mind explosion
As the chosen flows in, the competition throws in
The towel, my sharp tongue is like a license
I strike like mike, tyson i be icin
Breakin the mic in half, just like a psychopath
But still smooth and cool, just like a draft
Leave the metro scared and petrol
Ain't no half-steppin', so i don't sweat no mc
Cause michael jackson couldn't say it clearer
My only comp is the man in the mirror
So any pretender, you never been to
The death zone, this is the wrath, do not enter
These ain't the grounds for mc's to be wanderin
These is the grounds that the kane is conquerin
Lyrics are bright and recite on the mic to excite
Delight, ignite, a bright light and a fright night
For types who bite, to be quite like
The man with mic swingin all tight, but can't get it right
You're just a sloppy, cheap carbon copy
Sent to ride off in the sun, said kemosabi
As the kane remains everlasting
With lyrics that's fast relief like aspirin
So allow me to relieve, or breathe contact
Your brain and remain like hairweave
Cause i can reach each participant with a speech
That will teach, and have em hangin like a leach
And yes still puttin rappers in fear
So hold it right there, cause this is a nightmare
As i cause a killer scene, and cut like a guillotine
Any thoughts you had about winnin is still a dream
Or more like a fantasy, tell me why can't you see
There ain't a way that you can touch or stand on me
You talk about how many rappers you slayed
But i'm like a renegade, so i never been afraid
So don't say hi to this asiatic descendant
Just say peace and everything'll be splendid
Peace!
Mister cee, put your weight on it
Boy put your weight on it, put your weight on it
Put your weight on it
Put your weight on it mister cee, put your weight on it!
I'm outta here!
11.Big Daddy Vs. Dolemite
Mmm.. ohh yeah
Mmm, mmm, mmm, ohh yeah
Allow me to introduce myself
As the big daddy kane
A smooth lover from around the way
That's bound to drive any bitch insane
Well dolemite is my name
And rappin and tappin is my game
Oh yeah？ well me tell you somethin mr. dolemite
The shit you talkin years ago, i could see
But it's the 90's now and rap is all about me
Listen.. when it comes down to rappin
I was through with it before you learned what to do with it
I'm the king so i'm stakin my claim
In the rappin game
Y'know？ for all players, i am the speaker
I'm also known as the hot pussy seeker
When it comes down to ridin up and down in some pussy
I make it weaker
Also it gets a little deeper
I was walkin down broadway the other day
An old old lady came my way
She said, 'i'll be glad when you 'come 18
I'm gonna give you a funkin like you ain't never seen!'
I said, 'lady! why wait for so much time to pass？
I've been wantin to tear up yo' old gray ass'
So i pulled out my dick
It was so shiny it looked like it was painted
The hoe took one look and damn near fainted
I stuck it in the bitch and the bitch began to shout
That, 'oh mr. dolemite, take that motherfucker out!'
Well you ain't sayin nothin slick to a can of oil
I walked barefoot from new york to dallas
Won for pimp of the year at the caesar's palace
Made a big snowstorm on the 4th of july
And drunk the waters in the atlantic ocean til that shit was dry
I was makin money before washington was put on a bill
And i kicked jack's ass and took his hoe jill
I'm the one who broke the bull's back
And made people say fuck mcdonald's and call me the big mac
Why you long lanky motherfucker
You ain't nothin but a sucker!
I was born in a barrel of butcher knives
Shot in the ass with two colt .45's
I've been slapped by a bear and bit by an eel
I chew up railroad iron, and shit out steel!
I jumped in the ocean and swallowed a whale
Handcuff lightning and throw thunder's ass in jail
Why you ignorant decrepit motherfucker
Let me tell you somethin
I'm the one that put the m in mackin
Because when you did it you was only actin
I made pimpin a full time job
So bitches wouldn't have to go out and rob
I made the streets of new york hot as a sauna
And hung a home sweet hoe sign on every corner
Yes i'm the player of all players and the mack of all macks
Give a headache to excedrin and knock the shit out of ex-lax
Why you insecure no business barn junkyard
Rat soup eatin motherfucker!!
It was in the early 1960's when i originated my pimpin game
I was callin whores jives ass bitches
And pimps - sucker ass lame
Kane, before you can take my reign
You gotta cook me a chicken and a half a day
Walk from new york to los angeles and throw the bones away
You gotta be born blind and cannot see
Yo' bitches have the pocks in the ass so bad they can't even pee
Ride a bald eagle a million feet in the air
And get out and do the runnin man while you up there
Have the mumps and the asiastic flu
And the crabs around yo' ass start singin the yankee doodle doo!
Aww fuckit i give up
12.Down The Line
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Attention to the whole crew
Scoob lover, scrap lover, i don't need your dancin
Mister cee i don't need you on the turntables
Ant live i don't need you collectin the dough
And little daddy since you my brother
Get yo' ass on in here
Cause we gettin ready to take things down the line
Here we go one time
Prepare yourself for mc terror
And don't make the error of tryin to come near a
Rapper so smooth and swift with the gift of gab
To grab the mic, cause i'm sorta like
Vincent price, but you never been so nice
So back up off me, i'm seperatin men from mice
Kickin ass in every committee, city to city
Until both shoes are city
The regulator innovator dominator creator of data
Plus an imitator assassinator
Lyrics don't display a too don sweet
Hard as concrete, and always on beat
Steppin to this, you're not allowed
You keep frontin on the stage like you're rockin the crowd
Snatchin the microphone real proud
But your rhymes are so booty you should write em on white cloud
So next up down the line, scrap lover
Aiy-aiy-yo, the microphone's mine
But i prefer peace, so the road'll get rough when
A toy mc, gets the heart to pull a bluff and
There's no laughter, cause the one that i'm after
Is smashed, for that reason you have to
Make sure each and every lyric is harmless
Cause if not, you won't be able to calm this
Brother from brooklyn, made to fit a groove
And prepared for the unexpected, to make a move
So put up your girl, and let's see who's in trouble troop
And if you got a sister, then make it a double scoop
The capital s the c, the r-a-p
Stands for me, cause i'm the
Only mc with an original rap style
You disagree, you get put on the scrap pile
So stay off the set, with george and jet-son
You never seen a dancer who rapped well you met one
Now spin the wheel of fortunes or be wise and stay back
Co-host my show, like pat and don't sa-jak shit
Or get ate like oats and barley
Save your sweat for keith, and the beef for charlie
So next up, goin down the line, scoob lover
Yo, the microphone's mine
It's the s y'all, to the c y'all, double-o b y'all
Well god damn it's me y'all
Jump back, kiss myself, i'm so fly
Sip a brew or two, cause yo, i don't get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop？
A-with the weave in your head like a mop？
You must know karate, cause your face look chopped
Now back to the subject of the matter
I eat a lot of food, but i won't get fatter
Let me see i'm slim, my hair is well trimmed
And when i'm low-key i throw on a brim
But i'm not conceited, when hangin out i need it
For when trouble comes then i never have to meet it
I'm intellectually spoken, i'm not jokin
What are you, smokin？
You be hopin wishin and prayin
To be like scoob but what are you sayin？
Well it takes style, charisma, class
Fuck up on the lover, and i bust your ass
So next up, movin down the line
Mister cee
Yo, the microphone's mine
Mission, to make dj's feel the wrath
So here's a paragraph, written on behalf
Of the ruler, dictator, dj ambassador
Makin a massacre, you couldn't last through a
Round of combat, where my left arm's at
My mouth with the mic in my hand, when i attack
I shake and bake or fake a snake
Take em and make em ache and flake, i break like an earthquake
When i erupt, mc's i corrupt, to be blunt
I'ma tear shit up
So next up goin down the line
The little daddy shane
The mic is all mine
Mc's crawl by when they see this tall guy
Six foot three huh, nobody's small fry
The little d-a double-d y
The s-h-a-n-e, yes it's me
You better believe there's no comp and i'm certain
So if you try to battle me, then it's cur-tains
I'm no joke, the wrong one to provoke
One false move and kerrrrrr-roak!
So take it easy and slide on greasy
Cause i'm more rougher than hair when it's peasy
I'm more rougher than steak when it's raw
So keep that in mind, mon cherie amore
Cause i'm a lover you find quite young
And brooklyn new york, is where i'm from
So keep it on and you don't quit
That supercalafragilisticexpalidopeshit
So next up down the line, ant live
Yo, the microphone's mine
Yeah i took it, i ain't gonna give it back
And it's a fact that i can swing, i'm not a new jack
Got the mic in a chokehold, you won't hear a peep
Then i put it to sleep
I see a lot of brothers got raisins in the place
Not al pacino, i don't need a scarface
But i know, if some shit goes down
I'll turn the whole new york into bucktown
A 'face ain't real scar'red, cause i real hard
And i ain't no bullshit bodyguard
Walk the streets to new york and stay alive
All i need is my loaded four-five
And sweet and deadly like a killer beehive
And i can stalk in fort greene park and survive..
And my name is ant live
Now that's what i'm talkin bout
That's exactly what i'm talkin bout
Put your weight on it fellas
Anyway you can get back to work now
Get back to your god damn jobs
And we outta here, love peace and hairgrease
13.Taste Of Chocolate Exit
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