big daddy kane - here comes kane, scoob & scrap lyrics
surprise, guess who’s on the rise?
and compet-tion, 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 scr-p, 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 scr-p
i catch bodies with a nickel-plated rough rap
me and [unverified], we run together through the city
the nitty gritty, always together like t-tties
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, scr-p
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here comes kane, scoob, scr-p
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 h-ttin’ 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
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 d-mn thing new
here comes kane, scoob, scr-p
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here comes kane, scoob, scr-p
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’, yo yo yo, where you goin’?
that’s how they flee from me, the b, the i-g
d-mn 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 schwarzenegger
so all my compet-tion 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 compet-tion 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, scr-p
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here we go y’all, here we go y’all
here comes kane, scoob, scr-p
and mister cee
well it’s the kane
bring me on, and ah
scoob lover
bring me on, and ah
scr-p lover
bring me on, and ah
here comes kane, scoob, scr-p scr-p scr-p
well it’s the kane
bring me on, and ah
scoob lover
bring me on, and ah
scr-p lover
bring me on, and ah
here comes kane, scoob, scr-p and mister cee
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