作词 : Big Daddy Kane 作曲 : Big Daddy Kane 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 ****** 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 ************t 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 ***y 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 mother******" 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 ****** 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 ??
作词 : Big Daddy Kane 作曲 : Big Daddy Kane 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 ****** 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 ************t 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 ***y 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 mother******" 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 ****** 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 ??
