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  • 作词 : Big Daddy Kane
    "bring that beat back, bring that beat back!" -> chuck d
    "we gonna do a song, that you heard before.."
    [kane]
    Here i am, r-a-w
    A terrorist, here to bring trouble to
    Phony mc's, i move on and seize
    I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease
    Cause i'm at my apex and others are below
    Nothing but a milliliter, i'm a kilo
    Second to none, making mc's run
    So don't try to step to me, cause i ain't the one
    I relieve rappers, just like tylenol
    And they know it, so i don't see why you all
    Try to front, perpetratin a stunt
    When you know that i'll smoke you up like a blunt
    I'm genuine like gucci, raw like sushi
    To stage a rage is what rap did to me
    To make me want to create, chaos and mayhem
    Cold rock a party, until the a.m.
    I'll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustle
    While you stand dazed and amazed, i bust a
    Little rhyme with authority, superiority
    And captivate the whole crowd's majority
    The rhymes i use definitely amuse
    Better than dynasty, or hill street blues
    I'm sure to score adored for more without a flaw
    Cause i get raw!
    "r-a-w" (cut and scratched by mister cee 4x)
    [kane]
    Attact, react, exact, the mack'll move you with
    A strong song as long as you groove to this
    I keep the crowd loud when you're hyped
    Do damage on stage and injure the mic
    As i shoot the gift, mc's stand stiff
    While my rhymes stick to you like skippy and jif
    Feel my blunt fist, or my death kiss
    The rap soloist - you don't want none of this
    Supreme in this era, i reign with terror
    When i grab the mic, believe you're gonna hear a
    Fascinating rhyme, as i enchant them
    So let's all sing the big daddy anthem
    Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro
    An entertaining gain, the kane'll never no
    Problem, i could sneeze sniffle or cough
    Eeee-even if i stutter i'ma still come off
    Cause rappers can't understand the mics i rip
    They sho' nuff ain't equipped, that's why they got flipped
    But my apparatus is up to status
    Don't ask who the baddest, or cause static
    To make or break or take em, my rhymes hit the head
    Put it to bed, so watch what's said
    Save the bass for the piper, rearrange your tone
    Take a loss and be forced from the danger zone
    I get ill and kill at will
    Teachin a skill that's real, yeah no frill
    Just stand still and chill as i build
    Science i drill until my rhymes fill your head up!
    "r-a-w" -- don't even get up
    Competition shut up, cause i'm raw!
    "help me!" (cut and scratched 8x by mister cee)
    [kane]
    The man at hand to rule and school to teach and reach
    The blind to find their way from a to z
    And be the most and boast the loudest rap
    Again, to reign your domain (yeah kane)
    The heat is on, so feel the fire
    Come off the empire, all the more higher
    Level of depth, one step beyond ****
    The suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope
    Cause i never let em on top of me
    I play em out like a game of monopoly
    Let em speed around the board like an astro
    Then send em to jail for tryin to pass go
    Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no stuff
    But it still ain't loud enough
    So let the volume increase, never to cease
    I'ma release a masterpiece a slip of the tongue like grease
    Rippin the mic to shreds, puttin heads to bed
    Code red cause the rhymes is bein said
    By the asiatic printer of raw poetry
    No hints or clues, you all know it's me
    I go pound for pound and round for round to clown the sound
    Profound it's bound to go down, uhh
    A lyrical knockout, showin i got clout
    My comp should just drop out
    Cause none of them can see me
    I leave em winan like their name was bebe or cece
    I get raw!
  • 作词 : Big Daddy Kane
    "bring that beat back, bring that beat back!" -> chuck d
    "we gonna do a song, that you heard before.."
    [kane]
    Here i am, r-a-w
    A terrorist, here to bring trouble to
    Phony mc's, i move on and seize
    I just conquer and stomp another rapper with ease
    Cause i'm at my apex and others are below
    Nothing but a milliliter, i'm a kilo
    Second to none, making mc's run
    So don't try to step to me, cause i ain't the one
    I relieve rappers, just like tylenol
    And they know it, so i don't see why you all
    Try to front, perpetratin a stunt
    When you know that i'll smoke you up like a blunt
    I'm genuine like gucci, raw like sushi
    To stage a rage is what rap did to me
    To make me want to create, chaos and mayhem
    Cold rock a party, until the a.m.
    I'll make a muscle, grab the mic and hustle
    While you stand dazed and amazed, i bust a
    Little rhyme with authority, superiority
    And captivate the whole crowd's majority
    The rhymes i use definitely amuse
    Better than dynasty, or hill street blues
    I'm sure to score adored for more without a flaw
    Cause i get raw!
    "r-a-w" (cut and scratched by mister cee 4x)
    [kane]
    Attact, react, exact, the mack'll move you with
    A strong song as long as you groove to this
    I keep the crowd loud when you're hyped
    Do damage on stage and injure the mic
    As i shoot the gift, mc's stand stiff
    While my rhymes stick to you like skippy and jif
    Feel my blunt fist, or my death kiss
    The rap soloist - you don't want none of this
    Supreme in this era, i reign with terror
    When i grab the mic, believe you're gonna hear a
    Fascinating rhyme, as i enchant them
    So let's all sing the big daddy anthem
    Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro
    An entertaining gain, the kane'll never no
    Problem, i could sneeze sniffle or cough
    Eeee-even if i stutter i'ma still come off
    Cause rappers can't understand the mics i rip
    They sho' nuff ain't equipped, that's why they got flipped
    But my apparatus is up to status
    Don't ask who the baddest, or cause static
    To make or break or take em, my rhymes hit the head
    Put it to bed, so watch what's said
    Save the bass for the piper, rearrange your tone
    Take a loss and be forced from the danger zone
    I get ill and kill at will
    Teachin a skill that's real, yeah no frill
    Just stand still and chill as i build
    Science i drill until my rhymes fill your head up!
    "r-a-w" -- don't even get up
    Competition shut up, cause i'm raw!
    "help me!" (cut and scratched 8x by mister cee)
    [kane]
    The man at hand to rule and school to teach and reach
    The blind to find their way from a to z
    And be the most and boast the loudest rap
    Again, to reign your domain (yeah kane)
    The heat is on, so feel the fire
    Come off the empire, all the more higher
    Level of depth, one step beyond ****
    The suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope
    Cause i never let em on top of me
    I play em out like a game of monopoly
    Let em speed around the board like an astro
    Then send em to jail for tryin to pass go
    Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no stuff
    But it still ain't loud enough
    So let the volume increase, never to cease
    I'ma release a masterpiece a slip of the tongue like grease
    Rippin the mic to shreds, puttin heads to bed
    Code red cause the rhymes is bein said
    By the asiatic printer of raw poetry
    No hints or clues, you all know it's me
    I go pound for pound and round for round to clown the sound
    Profound it's bound to go down, uhh
    A lyrical knockout, showin i got clout
    My comp should just drop out
    Cause none of them can see me
    I leave em winan like their name was bebe or cece
    I get raw!