Big Daddy Kane - Here Comes Kane, Scoob & Scrap Lyrics
[scrap lover]Surprise! guess whos on the rise?And competition, Im takin, and breakin em down to sizeI operate around the clock like city busNever take five, cause yo when you rest, you rustBe advised, that I pack heat for beefIm knockin brothers out the box, and knockin out teethTwenty-one years young and I got the knack(you got it!) to attack and scoop girls like a set of jacksRuff rhymes that rag any rap herbBuilt by the best to bust swerves like a sharp curveFifty percent on wax, no matter of factEvery nine out of ten rap acts produce a wack trackTwice as nice, but smooth as silkSomebody writin for scrap, is like givin a cow milkI release, to make it hard for the fellas to ceaseCause Im the type to make noise, I dont make peaceHeres a new jack, ready to swingAnd bring the hype type of freestyle rhyme for the crowd to singSome say theres a party, but it looks like a job to scrapI catch bodies with a nickel-plated rough rapMe and ? slap? , we run together through the cityThe nitty gritty, always together like tittiesBy any chance that I do get burntYou better believe that Im comin back, just like a tax returnHere comes kane, scoob, scrapHere we go yall! (6x)Here comes kane, scoob, scrapHere we go!![scoob lover]Move over to the side, let a slim brother wreck itIts that scoob lover kid, so pull up a chair and check itWhen I get wild like heathcliff, or dennis the menaceIts like food to a fat man, finishedI bust your head like a apple (a apple)And pour the blood in a jar, tell your moms that its snappleAnd wait around my way for your crew, whos nextCause I be lookin out my window with a nine like malcolm xTheres no comp, they all got stomped soDream on.... dream away.... well okay!And play like shante, and _have a nice day_I drop rhymes that go boom (boom!)And I can get funky like a high school locker roomDont even think that Im country country bammaScoob is hittin harder than a heavy heavy sledgehammerI rock songs to make your grandmother danceMy rhymes are more together than a girl in biker pantsIm never backed up, I never once had a fronterBoy I get more beeps than a roadrunner *beep-beep*I never sweat the girls when it comes to a phone callI got things sewn up tighter than a footballSo skip to my loo or get stomped by my crewBrooklyns in the house and aint a damn thing newHere comes kane, scoob, scrapHere we go yall! (6x)Here comes kane, scoob, scrapHere we go!![big daddy kane]Here comes the prince of darkness ready to spark thisAnd show the people just who is the hardestRuff and rugged, kind of similar to a nuggetBut yet and still, I manage to keep the groove, smooveRebel for wreck them rappers I dissect themCause anything I say on the mic will affect them (how? )So bad, they gotta run for shelterSo rappers take flight like they work for deltaThey know I aint havin it, styles with no crab in itFakin and flakin it child, youre sadly mistakinCause whos a rapper here that kane rip on the micAnd start flowin *zoom* yo yo yo, where you goin?Thats how they flee from me, the b, the i-gDamn man, you know my pedigree, huhThe gangsta, murdera, killa to yaFor sure endure to injure him or herThe breaker the taker money-maker never a fakerMy lyrics are built like schwarzaneggarSo all my competition gets destroyedYou need to put your weak rhymes on steroidFor you to ever to press up on the mightiest manTo rip a show and flow, provin that competition cant goBecause I do all, its easy for you to fallI move all rappers like my name was u-haulHere comes kane, scoob, scrapHere we go yall! (6x)Here comes kane, scoob, scrapAnd mister ceeWell its the kaneBring me on, and ahScoob loverBring me on, and ahScrap loverBring me on, and ahHere comes kane, scoob, scrap scrap scrapWell its the kaneBring me on, and ahScoob loverBring me on, and ahScrap loverBring me on, and ahHere comes kane, scoob, scrap and mister cee
