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1. _ 2 Da Good Tymz
Times was simply plain I knew they'd eventually change Let's take a trip down memory lane With the game talker, native New Yorker Gators on my feet, formerly British walker Yes love, that's how it was before When you was funky fresh or down by law Parlay with your crew at the corner store Carrying a boom box
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2. _ La-La-Land
Don't you know it ain't what you got y'all it's how you use it Any way you choose it, baby, yes I doos it Laying it out with swift vocabulary I hope you hear me, here comes the Brooklyn theory At your service, got you shook and nervous Now, what you gonna do when Black Caesar comes to surface My purpose is making sure you bless me right So I can climb aboard that money train with Wesley Snipes Daddy love how I get down ain't no secret And every night, my backyard is just like the freaknik What you mean from hot sexy mamas to cool prima donna's Easy pickings on the chickens got them up in the camp It's that old tramp, the one who keep your pum pum's damp I see the honeys in the frontier looking for what you want dear Yes, there's a lot of game run here. Chorus All the playas in the game Another year And ain't a damn thing changed We get together and we do our thing Repeat Verse 2 On stage at arenas or a show in the park I shine so bright my black ass glow in the dark If you're ready or not, if you're petty or hot Here comes the reign of Kane about to get in your spot Your tough talk's monotonous, beware as I be droppin' this Lyrical apocalypse all through your metropolis Sexual Chocolate the velvet smooth voice That be the people's choice and get the girls moist No time for timid fear, cause there ain't no limits here Got the world in my hands you ain't even found the hemisphere It's real scary how rap skills vary bringin' dollar bills near me Making dough rise like Pillsbury Now get this it's time we start stepping to our business I come as living proof so bear witness Not to contradict myself but see really I'm untouchable but making sure you people feel me Chorus Verse 3 I talk that talk from the gutter my game don't stutter I can tell you why white milk be making yellow butter Some cats, they be shifty, some cats they be iffy So I move swiftly, play the field like Ken Griffey Because, I be the all mighty, relax like Tai Chi Making it irie I flow over tracks when the beats are mean Girls I go downtown when the streets are clean Make it happen all my peoples More chips than Doritos I know we all trying to see those So I return to give you more again Because my name dates back until the game's origin See what the fact is, is you need practice With girls I just mack this, stick em in just like cactus Watch me now, baby it's all right I got bunions on my game from it being too tight Chorus more free lyrics
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3. _ Change This Game Around
It's that number one hip-hop tramp, to get your thong damp I put it down till you girls catch a cramp, Take a little trip with the smoothest guy walkin' Usually my fault in, girls wreckless eyeballin Attraction is magnetic, they come and get it Game is all natural, yours is synthetic So while you sittin' there tryin' to get your words straight I bag more dimes than workers at the herb gate Use tight D, on top of tight G Want it done rightly, girlfriend invite me I foresee what you hoping, And say the right thangs to get you open, then I get you open Lay it down from nighttime until the A.M. Watch how I play
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4. _ Shame!
There's no myth or fable about the pimpin' at your label What goes on under the table, why you think your deal is so unstable? Now, whose the macaroni, A&R's acting phony Once you make the matrimony, then he start to slackin' don't he Or could it be the president that's being hesitant Playin' his artist like a corner workin' specimen And I ain't kidding you when I say it's political The way they make a ridicule of artists can be pitiful You know damn well there shouldn't be no company CO Trying to show me about rap that's 53 or so But yet and still they want to add advice, trying to keep their status right When they should be working records for Gladys Knight Who shape artists, man they catching rape charges Once you sign on the dotted line, they lead you in the blind Then you find, your state of revenue remains the same Cause you getting less points than Steve Kerr be getting in a game And just because it be too hardcore to judge it They won't even touch it, and get to frontin' on the budget When new artists come out, I can foresee the worst outcome Cause everybody I know got beat their first album So I took my contract to a lawyer so he can check it out (He don't know) Then I took it to Dionne Warwick so she can read my hand (She don't know) Chorus It's a shame, when artists gotta deal with cheats They got game, for every young rapper they see out on the streets You sign your name, they get like Big Red on the Five Heartbeats Now who the blame, when you starvin' and your record label eats Verse 2 Preach brother They say the truth will set you free, but I see signs of treachery Go on perpetually, here's how they get you G They use the tricks, just to juice your mix But cross be in their heart like a vampire stabbed with a crucifix I had the enemy in my vicinity with the false identity Of a friend to me to injure me They ride along just to guide you wrong Play like they beside you strong, and start to faking moves like Olajuwon Who side you on, revealing all that low down dirty dealing I can see your skin peeling it changed like a chameleon First you believe in them, but once you disagree with them They try to get Magilla repertoire and that ain't even them And all those who has betrayed, be fast to fade Cause they cast a shade, with the masquerade What's dealt, is low blows below the belt Lord have mercy, I know how Julius Caesar must have felt I start to think back when I was just a youth I should have listened to the words of the God Born Truth He said, "look out for black snakes they all up in your cypher Black snakes you can't see therefore they sneak up and they bite ya'" They get to flippin' cause they think you slippin' So remember, don't get to slippin' cause they get to flippin' And trippin', what's that you grippin', beside your hippin' You think my heart is skippin', go save that game for Scottie Pippen Chorus It's a shame, to see how far left people be going They got game, to think that all this time you said you know them It ain't the same, Aah, so now you see the way they flowin' Now who they blame, ain't nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing Verse 3 Now, wait a minute, I'm starting to see lotsa, hip-hop imposters Is rap a category at the Oscars? Too much Nino Brown up in your life Cause since then, man I done seen Wesley Snipes playin' a drag queen But yet and still you want to mimic the stars of cinema Pretending huh? So full of it they need an enema Cause see dig, they all like to talk big But then they want to renege, when there's a curling iron in their wig You talking loud and saying nothing, what's the world becoming? The frontin', now pay attention you may learn something Now, I ain't knocking you, but come on let's be logical You know that it's impossible to stop the unstoppable I would suggest that they, go back and check my resume Cause tunes that I made yesterday, can hang out with the best today Peace to Easy Mo, cause he makes the beats to flow And I grab the microphone and flip it like pizza dough Chorus Shame Now who the blame I need to be the Mayor, so I can change the things around here I need to be the Governor, I need to be the Governor more free lyrics
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5. _ Intro
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6. _ Outro
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7. _ Hold it Down
Rappers stepped to me, but they didn't get none I'm the Kane so you know the outcome The microphone crooner, should have set the tone sooner Hip hop to me Re boxing to Roy Jones Jr. The genuine, search and you'll find That on the microphone I can handle mine Here's a view to a kill as I flipped the skill When it's time to rock the mic like Al Scratch I get ill I come equipped to fight and if I flip tonight Effects on MC's are similar to kryptonite Water flows that be hard to distinguish It's best to relinquish, you don't want the God to bring this I'm marvelous at the art of this, even if you got assist stepping to me is a lot of risk. I release skills that's abundant to explode and drop on you like flight 800 Chorus Keep it moving world renown showing and proving That we can hold it down Verse 2 Here's a percentage of that old vintage Macaroni flow but its mare than an image Don't let the smooth taste fool ya , Let me school ya On what it is, straight up square biz Swift maneuvering to crush the crew you bring Last thing them want tell me is Kane go do your thing who the king Asiatic non equivalent to any Plus I play the game a more harder way than Penny The plan that I mobilize for dough to rise is no surprise That it comes from what I vocalize I'm the best you can get as I hit you with The stroke of death And I ain't even broke a sweat But this is where I draw the. line you're sure to find Lyrics I be dropping is too much for the mortal mind What's being caused is many MC's I'm seeing lost The hip hop laws should be reinforced You made a record this year, Oh you're hot Something fishy about your style, who flow you got You thought that you could hold me down no you're not Now back up off me, here I come to blow the spot Chorus Verse 3 Alright, here I come to get some But instead you don't want the love to spread I heard that jealousy and envy is a dum one's tool so daddy says nothing he keeps his cool I been through your tribulations and conflicts Anything possible to keep me out the mix But ease back, boy you better freeze that Where my rivalries lack I'm still nice with these Black I rap with the safety cap so that you don't get it twisted And be another statistic How many more to try, is sure to die Slaughter I, all that playa hating only makes me fortify to get the papers to me is a necessity And I don't want a piece of the pie I want the recipe I can't lose with what I use I'm the reason why the lady sings the blues Don't get it confused Chorus more free lyrics
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8. _ Daddy's Theme
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9. _ Girl Talk
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10. _ Shame (prelude)
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11. _ Unda Presha
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12. _ Entaprizin'
This one goes to my man old dirty, one love we be swigging brew Trigger too, even Nas I be digging too Let's see whose left Mobb Deep, oh yeah Meth That brother's hot like curry, one love to Keith Murray Rappers like Craig Mack quench my thirst for comedy I'd love to hang with Red Man but I ain't messing with that bam bazee The Brat, Lil' Kim, Foxy get that loochee Especially that cutie representing for the Fugees, go girls Even the NBA make rap dollars Shaquille, Chris Webber, Cedric Ceballos Talent's around the world Phoenix to Providence No need to educate Chicago they already got Common Sense Houston and Atlanta we love you Peace to the West Coast they really set the Doggs loose We always say the future's in today's children If so, make sure Shyheim and A + sell a million Peace to Eazy E, Stretch, and Mercury Tupac, and Buffy, Notorious BIG We gots to strive to make hip-hop survive Brothers need to unify to keep the game alive Rappers be coming out with one album then they gone So with cats like Raekwon, support
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13. _ Earth, Wind & Fire
I'm from Brooklyn, New York City I be the Earth motherin', smotherin' MC's Sha Queen covering 360 degrees See I blow like the wind when I flow to this song Cause a riot like Kaiser like that then I'm gone I bring the fire burn it down to the ground Think of dissin' me, Kane will leave that ass rotisserie (What) Earth, wind, fire we be those elements It's evident, as we come to represent [Sha-Queen] I feel the need to get iller than All these fuckin' wack Mc's, realest Bitch that ever been Dropped the hit single that was flying through the roof I'm lyrical living proof, you can't handle the truth After you heard me spit, still convinced that you ill Who you tryin' to fool me or yourself, bitch for real Everybody know the deal, you ever get a hunch To fuck around with Sha-Queen, then I know you out to lunch Break that meaning down, that means disturbed in your mental And that's absurd, I kick the illest shit you ever heard Every rhyme to the last line and pronouns and verbs Too hard to see with your two eyes, then check with your third My frequency's not tainted with thoughts of whores That can only get raw on all fours, with sore back doors Precisely, far from your average girl So, sit back and shut the fuck up, cause Sha rules the world, word [A.B. Money] Listen there was a man in Brooklyn, New York City Where the guys are fly and the ladies looking pretty I'm a let you know, that stuff you pop is junk Cause when I flow, it's the flava of the month Hold up don't worry about nothin', tot shit in a smash like crash dummies This fast money, make me wanna fuck around and blast money I heard your spot makes a lot and give you props This deal is hot, runnin' from the cops'll get you shot But don't sweat it, dry them niggas up like prunes The war's on like Platoon Shot through a crowd like a cartoon Rappin' is fundamental, that's right, re-arranger Hit you like Mortal Kombat, you in danger I got the chronic, six million bionic This rap shit make me wanna scream like Onyx I'm comin' through, that's right I'm gonna split ya Soul survivors on this track, we comin' to get ya Woop, woop, five-o's comin' in the exit Keys jinglin', nine danglin' to wreck shit Step into my cypher, haven't you ever heard a Throwin four five six, ceelo, to one twenty third a Chorus: Earth, wind & fire you bout to learn We can make the world turn, or make the world burn The three deadly elements for your concern Cause anything you want up out of life you got to earn Repeat See now bring it brother well, well [Big Daddy Kane] Since hip-hop genesis, I been at this in the mix In Bed Stuy tenements, rippin' rappers endless But I won't sit and dwell upon the things I been had Instead I appear, and take your fuckin' spot like Sinbad Now, tell me who shall be first to suffer crucial If you don't know defeat then allow me to introduce you So how you want it, coming through beatin' ya down Watching disaster strike when Busta Rhymes ain't even around The Prince of Darkness be that one man That made them Al B Sure lookin' niggas get a sun tan What I drop should not be followed by anyone else At times I'm scared to kick a second verse after myself As I proceed, followers take heed I made many men bleed, I made hairlines recede This rap skill here, I destined for a mill-aire And this is one ass whippin' you will wear, you still here? Chorus: repeat 2X more free lyrics
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14. _ Old Tyme Blues
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15. _ Fish Tandoori
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16. _ Uncut, Pure (original Remix)
See the crowd in an uproar acting unstable
Here comes dark gable raps remarkable
Mic ripper, cash flipper, cristal sipper
Derrie're batalliere that's french for ass whipper
Long time putting work in this, to be tremendous
If i'm not the best then i'm a damn striking resemblance
I roll the dice on the streets that be cold as ice
And cause great disturbance just like a poltergeist
I come attacking this enrage to disengage the missing page
To the newest in age that's hitting stage
For i be one that knows the art
To get you up and out your seat, if you was rosa parks
Tell me how much can you take from me the man to make
Rhymes that's so butter my breath smell like land o lakes
You know the lick, seen me hit em like a brick
Plus my posse run thick, not that click from mario flick
Beware of one of the best they be
You wanna test the god i hope you mean a sat
Because your poetasterous style it plain bore me
Pardon the vainglory, but here's the kane story
Chorus
Bringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your door
About to give you more of the raw
Point yo hands up to the sky
Verse 2
Fuck the chorus
And let the lyrics sit up in the track like rigamortis
I spit a few to listen to when this i do it's as if as you
Was invisible it'll make your life miserable
Hip-hop icon, keep a grip like a python
I be that wrong one to get fly on
Boy you got to get that playa hatin' out you
That's the other side of the game and i ain't erykah badu
Black caesar, don't you even reach my way
You'd sooner find a vital point that's on priest pai mae
I heat it up to where i pasteurize half the guys
A fast demise disaster lies as he dies
Confront one of the best at rhyming
What i write it be so rough that my ink pen need alignment
The untouchable, don't want to tempt me
I come kicking through your door, unlawful entry
It be me, even though none of y'all want to see me
For real, damn i know how jehovah's witness feel
I remember how i formed it up
Cause i took what was raw and then i warmed it up
Turned the fire down to simmer as i calmed it up
But take a look i think the kane about to overcook
Come and get it, but you better come with paramedics
Cause you couldn't bring it to me if you worked for fed ex
I come cutting through split his gut in two
I touch em what em do you know the style ain't nothing new
Chorus
Bringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your door
About to give you more of the raw
Point yo' hands up to the sky, high
Get on down baby we keep it live
Repeat
Verse 3
A good game it lets the plot thicken,
But the thing that just ain't clickin'
Is the way y'all legalize trickin'
You talk about your ride and you don't even got one
But i can pull a hot one, when inside of a datsun
The wicked in the bed, plus the wicked in the head
When i shoot the game, it's like my tongue got infra red
Let the messiah take you higher as i supply ya' what you require
Desire and admire it entire
Sudden impact as i'm guttin' em black
Closest thing to me would be; nothin' in fact
I come with more in skill, to always score and kill
Females adore and thrill, sweeter thang than lauryn hill
As i return with a vengeance, here comes the day of independence
Approach them all with some bad intentions
In other words i'm making them resign, diminish mine
Runnin' through them like a finish line
Chorus
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17. _ Terra N Ya Era
You looking in the mouth of madness, skilled out since I had this I'm talking bout nothing but pure D badness My acceleration is compatible to a bima My pockets looking greener, from the funky cold medina Don't tell me bout the things that you done did cause I done did it Don't tell me bout the skins that you done hit, cause I done hit it And once I rock these, with a style that's cock deis Good God, I get the crowd together like knock knees Now, I don't act hard, I just mack hard Baggin' video looking honeys with the big back yard Yes lord, girls I'm gamin' leaving the microphone flamin' Throwing up hip-hop signs cause that's the set that I be claimin' Guerilla war fares for those who love to pull your card Grimies from Fort Green to Malcolm X Boulevard Now, if that's what you're hoping then it's the wrong things you're scopin' I may not rap bout slittin no throats but trust me kid I'll get you open
Verse 2 Here comes a taste of the rawness, like you never saw this Once I grip the cordless, my victory is flawless Chaos and havoc, lyrically psychopathic At times get pornographic, lord man I gots to have it Then I commit to hit you with this composite that's ultimate Too legit splendid come get wit' it for your comfort But then sloppily, rappers try to copy me Take pieces of my property, and use it all unproperly And probably, been focusing a while to copy my style But child what I'll compile is too versatile I'm too superior, it's sort of like comparing a Spanking new Desert Eagle to a rusty little derringer But skip the tool, let's try to deal here with the jewel That I'm droppin on you, now let me take you all to school You see, to graduate in hip-hop you must be smart And no you don't have to know how to paint to make your rhymes a form of art Poetry and literature is what makes this English fanatic Now dig this, I drop science but still deal with mathematics And since I don't be dealing with what's considered a mystery I learned the dead presidents to pass American History Got my degree in rapology Hip-hop had to set me free, look mom, a real emcee So you want yours now, well don't get caught with your drawers down Cause word life, this industry is half corrupt just like the Dogg Pound
Verse 3 Rap godfather Oh goodness gracious, you better make it spacious For the vivacious, ostentatious, who feel courageous? I put it on them using my tongue as a sword But at times get broader than broad for those who insist to get floored Whatever it takes to see your nerve gone, and word born Black Caesar gonna get his swerve on My name should be referred to in medical terms Cause I get way up in the cut and I'm talking way worse than germs You like to chase it playin catch like Tom & Jerry But on the contrary, I'd rather sip the Dom Peri Lay back in harmony, because it's so bizarre to see That all the hard core rappers are slowly turning R&B Well pardon me, you contradict yo'self, I see you not perfect yo'self You like that type music yo'self, stick yo'self What happened to black men of pride
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18. _ Definitely
In this corner, representin' BK, NY Who, come again , I That you can't deny For the while I stayed, laid back in the shade Just like a silhouette, however still a threat Once again, I return just to get my groove on Bag somethin' that's a size 7/8 and move on It be nothin' but dime girls I sport Only time I hit a 3 be on the basketball court What you thought, the wrath was about to end Nah baby, never that because I'm out to win So what if he came back , he ain't even hittin' though So why you standin' there with yo' nails bitten low? MC's tremblin', I plead innocent But then again, things can get menacin' Ladies and Gentlemen it's the world renown Come on ya'll let's get down, Dark Gable's in town
Chorus Put your hands up high if you testify Are you wit' me? (Definitely) Cause I give it all I got when I rock the spot Are you wit' me? (Definitely) Ain't gon' be no looking tight, we gon' party tonight Are you wit' me? (Definitely) One hundred percent proof, help me raise the roof Are you wit' me? (Definitely)
Verse 2 It's somethin'
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19. _ Last Night Episode
* phone is dialed, rings, and is picked up * [Kane has a conversation with himself] Aiyyo what happened last night, did you forget? You said that you was pushin through my way with some Moet Nahhh, see I was witcha man Devon from Calloway He came over with Bell and Fay and a bottle of Alize The honies wanted to watch me in _Posse_ but the picture was sloppy Oh that bootleg copy? Yeah We tried to beep you before we went to the motel Word? Damn, my battery was on low cell -- oh well We took em to this down low spot Man skip the part about the journey; did you hit the skins or not? Oh no question -- when have you ever seen my game go nervous? Was y'all trickin? Nahhhh, not less you're countin room service, huh Besides player, what's a couple of bucks? Was it lobster? Fuck no, cheeseburger deluxe AIGHT? more free lyrics
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20. _ Do U Really Know?
[Kane talking] Here's a little food for thought, as I tell it, cause if it happened to this cat, then it can happen to you, do the knowledge [song starts] I was sittin' outside double parked after dark, I think it was the corner of Nostrand and St. Mark, That's when this stray cat walked up to me, Now I was sure he would be, but you woulda thought he'd know me, tellin' his life story to me, he said 'Yo Kane', since way back in his life, days of Rappers Delight, yo he was after the hype, he rocked the Kangols, Adidas when Run and them had that spot, when I came out, he had a flat-top, and when Naughty came out, a couple years ago, he even tried the braids up in his hair, but they ain't hear him tho, vexed and down, you know next he found, Heavy D was blowing up, so then he tried to gain extra pounds, no thanks to that, they ranked him wack, only thing that's left to do, was to go gangsta rap, so now he rhyme about the keys being sold, the G's being fold, the trees being rolled, now sure he should, he started acting like he from the hood, talking thug game and had his record sales doing good, and so now, you on the road to riches, referring to the womankind as hoes and bitches, yeah, you the man now because you rap is for ?????, but you got your 7 year old daughter listenin', the twist begin, when that the image you projecting, it starts to reflecting on your shorty cause she checking, [Chorus X2] Do you really know, what's the path that you really need to go, and what example you really need to show, the good rep or the hood rep, while she's walking in her father's footsteps It be that excess drama, wonder rhymer, that could make one rapper, convert to, gun clapper, that acting buckwild, boy you know that ain't your style, plus your thug profile is now reflecting on your child, you thinking that it couldn't happen, but then it happen, and now you're rappin, came back to haunt you, because you want to, be in her face puffin' li with your crew, you even let her take a sip or two upon your brew, instead of tryin to shed light, to keep her head right, so that she wouldn't do the things that the next kid might, oh now you never did consider tho, your kid could go, trying to do the things she saw you do up in your video, you went upstairs thinking that she wasn't able, slipping, left your glock sittin' pon the coffee table, so as you hang, with your gang, doin your thang, BLOWE! unexpectedly to your ears the shot rang, came down, never thinking that you'd see what you saw, right there, layin in blood across your livin room floor, so now, as you sit in grief, total disbelief, cause everything that ever mattered, to you is all shattered, instead of concentratin' heavily on what your rep be, you should have been thankful for your child like Cheryl Pepsi, cause if you would have stayed aware, to whose in your care, she wouldn't be no casualty to your career" [Chorus X2] Where did they find you?, you came into this game and let this new trend blind ya, A&R's was wrong to sign ya, you gotta be true to this game to stay in the art, but guys like you get bent apart, because you ain't got it in the heart, representing who? you better not be getting new, how you gonna be guerilla when you never been up in the zoo, your whole persona's theatrical, ain't nothing bout you natural, here, show me now, how many gats you pull, cause when you talk that talk, you gotta walk that walk, or leave it up to the real OG's up North, cause those who dramatize, realize, and be advised, you couldn't handle 3 to 5, cause many seeking fortune and fame, got caught in the game, thinking the thug status was supporting the claim, all you gangsta acts y'all be guerillas on tracks, but relax, cause this is just wax, tell em again, you gangsta acts be guerillas on tracks, but relax, cause this is just wax, one more time, y'all gangsta acts y'all be guerillas on tracks, but relax, this just wax, nigga, damn [Chorus X2] more free lyrics
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21. _ Uncut, Pure (Original and Remix)
See the crowd in an uproar acting unstable Here comes Dark Gable raps remarkable Mic ripper, cash flipper, Cristal sipper Derrie're batalliere that's French for ass whipper Long time putting work in this, to be tremendous If I'm not the best then I'm a damn striking resemblance I roll the dice on the streets that be cold as ice And cause great disturbance just like a poltergeist I come attacking this enrage to disengage the missing page To the newest in age that's hitting stage For I be one that knows the art To get you up and out your seat, if you was Rosa Parks Tell me how much can you take from me the man to make Rhymes that's so butter my breath smell like land o lakes You know the lick, seen me hit em like a brick Plus my posse run thick, not that click from Mario flick Beware of one of the best they be You wanna test the God I hope you mean a SAT Because your poetasterous style it plain bore me Pardon the vainglory, but here's the Kane story Chorus Bringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your door About to give you more of the raw Point yo hands up to the sky Verse 2 Fuck the chorus And let the lyrics sit up in the track like rigamortis I spit a few to listen to when this I do it's as if as you Was invisible it'll make your life miserable Hip-hop icon, keep a grip like a python I be that wrong one to get fly on Boy you got to get that playa hatin' out you That's the other side of the game and I ain't Erykah Badu Black Caesar, don't you even reach my way You'd sooner find a vital point that's on Priest Pai Mae I heat it up to where I pasteurize half the guys A fast demise disaster lies as he dies Confront one of the best at rhyming What I write it be so rough that my ink pen need alignment The untouchable, don't want to tempt me I come kicking through your door, unlawful entry It be me, even though none of y'all want to see me For real, damn I know how Jehovah's witness feel I remember how I formed it up Cause I took what was raw and then I warmed it up Turned the fire down to simmer as I calmed it up But take a look I think the Kane about to overcook Come and get it, but you better come with paramedics Cause you couldn't bring it to me if you worked for Fed Ex I come cutting through split his gut in two I touch em what em do you know the style ain't nothing new Chorus Bringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your door About to give you more of the raw Point yo' hands up to the sky, high Get on down baby we keep it live Repeat Verse 3 A good game it lets the plot thicken, but the thing that just ain't clickin' Is the way y'all legalize trickin' You talk about your ride and you don't even got one But I can pull a hot one, when inside of a Datsun The wicked in the bed, plus the wicked in the head When I shoot the game, it's like my tongue got infra red Let the Messiah take you higher as I supply ya' what you require Desire and admire it entire Sudden impact as I'm guttin' em black Closest thing to me would be; nothin' in fact I come with more in skill, to always score and kill Females adore and thrill, sweeter thang than Lauryn Hill As I return with a vengeance, here comes the day of independence Approach them all with some bad intentions In other words I'm making them resign, diminish mine Runnin' through them like a finish line Chorus more free lyrics
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22. _ Uncut, Pure (Original and Remix)
See the crowd in an uproar acting unstable Here comes Dark Gable raps remarkable Mic ripper, cash flipper, Cristal sipper Derrie're batalliere that's French for ass whipper Long time putting work in this, to be tremendous If I'm not the best then I'm a damn striking resemblance I roll the dice on the streets that be cold as ice And cause great disturbance just like a poltergeist I come attacking this enrage to disengage the missing page To the newest in age that's hitting stage For I be one that knows the art To get you up and out your seat, if you was Rosa Parks Tell me how much can you take from me the man to make Rhymes that's so butter my breath smell like land o lakes You know the lick, seen me hit em like a brick Plus my posse run thick, not that click from Mario flick Beware of one of the best they be You wanna test the God I hope you mean a SAT Because your poetasterous style it plain bore me Pardon the vainglory, but here's the Kane story Chorus Bringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your door About to give you more of the raw Point yo hands up to the sky Verse 2 Fuck the chorus And let the lyrics sit up in the track like rigamortis I spit a few to listen to when this I do it's as if as you Was invisible it'll make your life miserable Hip-hop icon, keep a grip like a python I be that wrong one to get fly on Boy you got to get that playa hatin' out you That's the other side of the game and I ain't Erykah Badu Black Caesar, don't you even reach my way You'd sooner find a vital point that's on Priest Pai Mae I heat it up to where I pasteurize half the guys A fast demise disaster lies as he dies Confront one of the best at rhyming What I write it be so rough that my ink pen need alignment The untouchable, don't want to tempt me I come kicking through your door, unlawful entry It be me, even though none of y'all want to see me For real, damn I know how Jehovah's witness feel I remember how I formed it up Cause I took what was raw and then I warmed it up Turned the fire down to simmer as I calmed it up But take a look I think the Kane about to overcook Come and get it, but you better come with paramedics Cause you couldn't bring it to me if you worked for Fed Ex I come cutting through split his gut in two I touch em what em do you know the style ain't nothing new Chorus Bringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your door About to give you more of the raw Point yo' hands up to the sky, high Get on down baby we keep it live Repeat Verse 3 A good game it lets the plot thicken, but the thing that just ain't clickin' Is the way y'all legalize trickin' You talk about your ride and you don't even got one But I can pull a hot one, when inside of a Datsun The wicked in the bed, plus the wicked in the head When I shoot the game, it's like my tongue got infra red Let the Messiah take you higher as I supply ya' what you require Desire and admire it entire Sudden impact as I'm guttin' em black Closest thing to me would be; nothin' in fact I come with more in skill, to always score and kill Females adore and thrill, sweeter thang than Lauryn Hill As I return with a vengeance, here comes the day of independence Approach them all with some bad intentions In other words I'm making them resign, diminish mine Runnin' through them like a finish line Chorus more free lyrics
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