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Intro: Big Daddy Kane |
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"You know daddy's home.." |
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Yeah baby! Get them sounds up Action |
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Alright L.G. baby make the track move one time |
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"You know daddy's home.." |
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Uh-huh, now dig this here right |
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Now I can remember one time I said |
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"It's eighty-eight, time to set em straight right?" (word up) |
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What we gotta do is see what we got in store for ninety-four |
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As I continue to give you more |
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"You know daddy's home.." |
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This is how we gonna try to bring it to you one time |
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Uhh, and I go, and I go |
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"You know daddy's home.." |
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[Big Daddy Kane] |
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Peace peace y'all, don't eat grease y'all, huh |
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A Brooklyn nigga representin the East y'all, come follow me now |
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I get down for my crown with new found wreck |
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And bring the noise like I'm comin to soundcheck |
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The stage is clear for me to rock it |
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So I snatch the mic like a Brooklyn nigga does a pocket |
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Clear the throat, to perform the art |
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To treat the stage like a movie ticket and rip it apart |
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Watch the crowd burst from lyrics that I say |
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To make the brothers get ill, and by the way Dukes |
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If that's your girl in the corner stay up on her |
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Cause I've been watchin her more, then a Korean store owner |
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(Whoo!) Mack man number one, you know how I move |
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You'd think that I'd be shavin my rhymes, cause they'd be so smooth |
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Mr. Wonderful and all of that gun to pull shit |
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That you be talkin nigga don't even run the bull |
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Cause if I roll on you kid, I do the body rude |
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Like the cops did on ummmmmm.. that Rodney dude |
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Peep it! |
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Chorus: repeat 4X (except last line 4th time) |
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"welcome to a new Terrordome |
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When I come to roam you know daddy's home.." |
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Watch out now! |
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[Big Daddy Kane] |
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Just like Sylvester it's still on, get it? |
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Still, on, fukkit, let's move along |
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I rip shop, in hip-hop, to sew it like a ziplock |
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To get props, in this spot, look at me at the tip-top |
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The kid got, to get hot, you thought that I would flip-flop |
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Or drop-drop, but ummmmmmmmmmmm.. I did not! |
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They say, "Kane you're old school out here!" |
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I said, "I guess I got left back, cause I ain't goin nowhere" |
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The Kane will remain in this domain |
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To reign again when I entertain |
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Cause when it comes to lyrics, I got plenty black |
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I'm so god damn dope, I sell rhymes in a twenty sack |
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The microphone pusher man but not drug related |
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Hip-Hop orientated, keepin you captivated |
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Mr. Cee cuts, I linger through em, Larry is singin to em |
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And oh me, I just bring it to em |
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Chorus *fades out* |
