作词 : J. Jackson/J. Butler/A. Browne/O. Harvey/A. Hardy/N. Mayrant//E. Kelley 作曲 : J. Jackson/J. Butler/A. Browne/O. Harvey/A. Hardy/N. Mayrant//E. Kelley 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 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! 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 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
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 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! 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 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! 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
[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Jackson/J. Butler/A. Browne/O. Harvey/A. Hardy/N. Mayrant//E. Kelley [00:01.000] 作曲 : J. Jackson/J. Butler/A. Browne/O. Harvey/A. Hardy/N. Mayrant//E. Kelley [00:18.56]SURPRISE! Guess who's on the rise? [00:20.32]And competition, I'm takin, and breakin em down to size [00:23.38]I operate around the clock like city bus [00:25.19]Never take five, cause yo when you rest, you rust [00:28.18]Be advised, that I pack heat for beef [00:29.80]I'm knockin brothers out the box, and knockin out teeth [00:32.42]Twenty-one years young and I got the knack [00:34.48]to attack and scoop girls like a set of jacks [00:36.85]Ruff rhymes that rag any rap herb [00:38.73]Built by the best to bust swerves like a sharp curve [00:41.28]Fifty percent on wax, no matter of fact [00:43.28]Every nine out of ten rap acts produce a wack track [00:45.59]Twice as nice, but smooth as silk [00:47.34]Somebody writin for Scrap, is like givin a cow milk [00:50.58]I release, to make it hard for the fellas to cease [00:52.70]Cause I'm the type to make noise, I don't make peace [00:55.26]Here's a new jack, ready to SWING [00:56.45]And bring the hype type of freestyle rhyme for the crowd to sing [00:59.26]Some say there's a party, but it looks like a job to Scrap [01:01.56]I catch bodies with a nickel-plated rough rap [01:03.12]Me and ?Slap?, we run together through the city [01:06.31]The nitty gritty, always together like titties [01:08.21] [01:08.77]By any chance that I do get burnt [01:10.27]You better believe that I'm comin back, just like a tax return [01:12.64]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap [01:14.57]Here we go y'all! [01:15.51]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap [01:16.82]Here we go!! [01:18.14] [01:31.07]Move over to the side, let a slim brother wreck it [01:33.44]It's that Scoob Lover kid, so pull up a chair and CHECK IT [01:35.69]When I get wild like Heathcliff, or Dennis the Menace [01:37.81]It's like food to a fat man, finished [01:40.34]I bust your head like a apple [01:41.59]And pour the blood in a jar, tell your moms that it's Snapple [01:44.46]And wait around my way for your crew, who's next [01:46.53]Cause I be lookin out my window with a nine like Malcolm X [01:49.29]There's no comp, they all got stomped so [01:52.23]Dream on.... dream away.... WELL OKAY! [01:56.04]And play like Shante, and _Have a Nice Day [01:58.41]I drop rhymes that go boom [02:00.25] [02:00.80]And I can get funky like a high school locker room [02:02.99]Don't even think that I'm country country bamma [02:05.11]Scoob is hittin harder than a heavy heavy sledgehammer [02:07.54]I rock songs to make your grandmother dance [02:09.66]My rhymes are more together than a girl in biker pants [02:12.10]I'm never backed up, I never once had a fronter [02:14.18]Boy I get more beeps than a roadrunner [02:16.67]I never sweat the girls when it comes to a phone call [02:18.91]I got things sewn up tighter than a football [02:20.79]So skip to my loo or get stomped by my crew [02:23.09]Brooklyn's in the house and ain't a damn thing new [02:25.72]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap [02:27.15]Here we go y'all! [02:28.09]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap [02:29.27]Here we go!! [02:30.89] [02:43.94]Here comes the Prince of Darkness ready to spark this [02:45.75]And show the people just who is the hardest [02:48.49]Ruff and rugged, kind of similar to a nugget [02:50.36]But yet and still, I manage to keep the groove, smoove [02:52.98]Rebel for wreck them rappers I dissect them [02:55.04]Cause anything I say on the mic will affect them [02:57.35]So bad, they gotta run for shelter [02:59.47]So rappers take flight like they work for Delta [03:02.66]They know I ain't havin it, styles with no crab in it [03:04.97]Fakin and flakin it child, you're sadly mistakin [03:06.94]Cause who's a rapper here that Kane rip on the mic [03:08.81]And start flowin *ZOOM* Yo yo yo, where you goin? [03:10.81]That's how they flee from me, the B, the I-G [03:13.12]Damn man, you know my pedigree, huh [03:15.49]The gangsta, murdera, killa to ya [03:17.36]For sure endure to injure him or her [03:18.95] [03:20.63]The breaker the taker money-maker never a faker [03:22.32]My lyrics are built like Schwarzaneggar [03:24.50]So all my competition gets destroyed [03:27.00]You need to put your weak rhymes on steroid [03:29.31]For you to ever to press up on the mightiest man [03:31.74]To rip a show and flow, provin that competition CAN'T GO [03:34.11]Because I do all, it's easy for you to fall [03:36.12]I move all rappers like my name was U-Haul [03:37.85]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap [03:39.29]Here we go y'all! [03:40.16]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap [03:41.88] [03:54.18]and Mister Cee [03:56.17]Well it's the Kane [03:57.22]bring me on, and ah [03:58.21]Scoob Lover [03:59.03]bring me on, and ah [04:00.34]Scrap Lover [04:01.09]bring me on, and ah [04:02.71]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap Scrap Scrap [04:04.70]Well it's the Kane [04:06.20]bring me on, and ah [04:07.45]Scoob Lover [04:08.01]bring me on, and ah [04:09.32]Scrap Lover [04:10.32]bring me on, and ah [04:11.82]Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap and Mister Cee
