Search results for: “long live the kane”
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Save your wack rhymes, hold your female. Pass the Old Gold, trash the ale. Cash your food stamps, get the WIC out the mail. Love to eat shrimps, but I never eat snail, Eat a whole fish except for the tail. Keep food in the fridge so it don’t get stale, And when there’s nothing…
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Brain cells are lit, ideas start to hit, Next the formation of words that fit. At the table I sit, making it legit, And when my pen hits the paper…ahhhh shit! Big Daddy Kane, “Ain’t No Half Steppin’,” Long Live The Kane, 1988
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Friday the 13th…I’mma play Jason! Big Daddy Kane, “Ain’t No Half-Steppin’,” Long Live the Kane, 1988
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A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also Cameo afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo, Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho…tel, To get a good night’s sleep, I’m keeping in step. Now do I come off? Yep. Big Daddy Kane, “Just Rhymin’ with Biz,” Long Live the Kane, 1988
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Stepping to me? Yo, that’s the wrong move. So what you on, hobbs, dope or dog food? Big Daddy Kane, “Ain’t No Half-Steppin,” Long Live the Kane, 1988
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I get physical, mystical, very artistical… Giving party people something funky to listen to. Big Daddy Kane, “Just Rhymin’ with Biz,” Long Live The Kane, 1988