About "Its A Big Daddy Thing" album:
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"Its A Big Daddy Thing" by Big Daddy Kane, which consists of 9 songs.
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.
Calling Mr. Welfare
[Red]Yo, whassup Big Daddy?
[Kane]Aiyyo whassup Red Alert? I'm chillin Duke
[Red]Yo do me a favor man -- pleeeeeease tell me
About these big ol bubblehead girls out here
[Big Daddy Kane]
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
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!)
I Get The Job Done
[kane]hey yo teddy
[kane] I ran into a young lady maliya last night
[kane]must have been her husband's payday
[kane]because she bought me this here brand new
Diamond link that you see me with on
[kane]smooth, you knowhati'msayin? you know why?
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
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.
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
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
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
[Big Daddy Kane]
Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill
To obey okay so let the man build
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