[Dialogue de film] "Dr. Harrah, is Mr. Kane loose in this hospital?" "In the morgue I think, doctor." [Sigh] "I specifically told Dr. Riley to suspend him!"
Ahh yeah We gon´ pump this up one time As we set it off a little like this, kick it!
Pump it up now (it´s a Big Daddy thing) As we send this out to New York City Can´t forget the posse down in Philly Also in Detroit (it´s a Big Daddy thing) Chicago, Atlanta GA Sendin´ this out to Miami (it´s a Big Daddy thing) Tampa, can´t forget Virginia and North Carolina L.A. and Oakland (it´s a Big Daddy thing) And the rest of the world as we go a little somethin´ like this (it´s a Big Daddy thing)
Let it rain, let it rain, to be put it pain With nothin´ to gain under the Wrath of Kane Cause you can´t maintain, I drained every brain To leave a stain plain to remain in my lane Or path or road, until the next episode Let the B-I-G, D-A-double-D-Y explode Just like a bomb in Vietnam, so hit the alarm Or be funky like a underarm And allow me to show how the microphone should flow Now, competition bow, to me like a Buddha The teacher, the tutor They come a dime a dozen but the Kane look cuter And I ain´t about that slouchin´ or crabbin´ So save it -- cause that´s one thing I ain´t havin´ Because the purpose I serve is to please ya Rhymes will ease ya, like Milk of Magnesia
So bust a pimp without a limp And I crush any wimp that would try to attempt to umm Get loose, now put a boost and used to chill The comp to Kane, I picked Beetlejuice
"Big Daddy thing" "Big Daddy thing"
I´m just that ruthless, to leave ya toothless Cause you´re useless, makin up excuses, excuses So never touch, tap, tangle or tamper A fearless fly foe´ll get slapped with a Pamper Cause I can dig in your face like root canal But I´mma chill, won´t even dispute you now Actin wild just ain´t my style Cause only the live will be movin the crowd but see
Quiet as kept, not like a star to you But I can roast an MC like a barbecue In the Dead Zone, you shouldn´t have left home Steppin´ to the man, now get the head flown I bring the terror, horror, there´s no tomorrow Child you shouldn´t even bother To press up, and get broken like a Lee nail So let me school ya plus scoop your female Just like a jiggalo but I´m much bigger though I´m like a hitman, pullin the trigger slow And smooth to the groove with lyrics that soothe And improve with every move, that´s why you´ve Been enhanced by the mentally divine So play football, and let´s go the nine Shorts I take none, cause I ain´t the one In ´89 there´s damage being done And for you to diss me, will be very risky Cause I make this be, as strong as whiskey
To break and make my foes dispose and fall So y´all can see how me the Kane will just reign Superior, cause I ain´t even hearin´ ya Save the yang, cause it´s a Big Daddy thang
And this one here goes out to my man Mad Money Murph Can´t forget Big Sha, Big Therm And also I got to say whassup to my man Horace Got Nice and Smooth in the place to be Mack Daddy Nick, know what I´m sayin? Can´t forget my man Ant Live And of course the one and only Prince Paul, peace!
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