Big Daddy Kane - Put Your Weight On It Lyrics
One for the ace and two for the deuceIf youre ready mister cee cut the record real looseAnd uhh, test test test test, oh yesI wanna bless the mic, I caress with finesseBack off the microphone, you cant wreck it noneIm like a nine, and youre just a ***** gunSome type of new jack, steppin in the areaKind of reminds me of eddie murphy, coming to americaBut you cant approach this, rhymes are too ferociousDo the knowledge as I quote thisFreddie krueger, walkin on kanes streetFive chapters and I still aint been beatBout time I turned the microphone looseAnyone after me is just an excuseEven the level of the devil or exorcistCant get next to thisThis is mayhem, so competition, say whenYoure thinkin that youre ready, so I can just play himOr them, no matter the quan-tity, you dont want to beIn this battle, so just fleeCause I leave em panickin when I start damaginKickin this swift, leaves you stiff, like a mannequinAnd frozen, this is a mind explosionAs the chosen flows in, the competition throws inThe towel, my sharp tongue is like a licenseI strike like mike, tyson I be icinBreakin the mic in half, just like a psychopathBut still smooth and cool, just like a draftLeave the metro scared and petrolAint no half-steppin, so I dont sweat no mcCause michael jackson couldnt say it clearerMy only comp is the man in the mirrorSo any pretender, you never been toThe death zone, this is the wrath, do not enterThese aint the grounds for mcs to be wanderinThese is the grounds that the kane is conquerinLyrics are bright and recite on the mic to exciteDelight, ignite, a bright light and a fright nightFor types who bite, to be quite likeThe man with mic swingin all tight, but cant get it rightYoure just a sloppy, cheap carbon copySent to ride off in the sun, said kemosabiAs the kane remains everlastingWith lyrics thats fast relief like aspirinSo allow me to relieve, or breathe contactYour brain and remain like hairweaveCause I can reach each participant with a speechThat will teach, and have em hangin like a leachAnd yes still puttin rappers in fearSo hold it right there, cause this is a nightmareAs I cause a killer scene, and cut like a guillotineAny thoughts you had about winnin is still a dreamOr more like a fantasy, tell me why cant you seeThere aint a way that you can touch or stand on meYou talk about how many rappers you slayedBut Im like a renegade, so I never been afraidSo dont say hi to this asiatic descendantJust say peace and everythingll be splendidPeace!Mister cee, put your weight on itBoy put your weight on it, put your weight on itPut your weight on itPut your weight on it mister cee, put your weight on it!Im outta here!
