Best of Kane

Here I am . . . are-A-W
Terrorist, here to bring trouble to
Phoney emcees, I move on and seize
I just conquer, and stomp another rapper with ease
Cause I'm at my apex and others are be-low
Nothing but a milliliter, I'm a kilo
Second to none, making emcees run
Also don't try to step to me, cause I ain't the one
I relieve rappers just like Tylenol
And they know it, so I don't see why you all
Try to front, perpetrating a stunt
When you know that I'll smoke you up like a blunt
I'm genuine like Gucci, raw like sushi
The Sage of Rage is what rap did to me
To make me want to create chaos and mayhem
Cold rock a party, until the A.M.
I'll make a muscle, grab the mike and hustle
While you stand dazed and amazed, I'll bust a little rhyme
With authority, superiority
And captivate the whole crowd's majority
The rhymes I use definitely amuse
Better than Dynasty or Hill Street Blues
I'm sure to score, endure for more without a flaw
'Cause I get RAW!

I give a speech like a reverend, rappers start severin
And in my lifetime, believe I've never been beaten
Or eaten, or just tookin out
You know, come to think about, I keep emcees lookin out
And real nervous, when I'm at your service
Also give me that title boy, you don't deserve this
I work like a slave to become a master
And when I say a rhyme, you know that it has ta
Be perfectly fitted, cause I'm committed
The entertainer and trainer and Kane'll get with it
I go and flow and grow to let you know, I'll damage ya
I'm not an amateur but a professional unquestionable, without a doubt superb
Also full of action, my name should be a verb
My voice will float, on every note
When I clear my throat, that's all she wrote
The minute that the Kane starts to go on
Believe it's gonna be smooth sailing so sail on
As I put other rappers out of their misery
Get em in a battle and make them all history
Rulin and schoolin, emcees that I'm duelin
Watch em all take a fall, as I sit back coolin
On a throne, with a bronze microphone
Uhm, God bless the child that can hold his own
'Cause I get raw!

Chillin, killin like a villain
The meaning of RAW is Ready And Willing
To do whatever is clever, take a loss never
And the rhymes I bust, comin off is a must
And I come off hard with rhymes that are odd
I rip the microphone and leave it scarred
Never smokin or hittin or takin a sniff
Only crushin emcees that be tryin to riff
I get strong and titanic, do work like a mechanic
Make emcees panic, they all get frantic
And skeptic, like a girl on a contraceptive
As I rocked, but hey, what you expected?
I'll get raw for ya, just like a warrior
Rather like a samurai, and I;ll be damn if I
Ever let a Fisher-Price emcee hang
Their rhymes are toy, nothing but ying yang
So if we battle on the microphone
Bring your own casket and tombstone
And I'ma preach your funeral, tell me who in the world
Could ever come with more, I get RAW!

Hear ye, hear ye, from far and near

The one they call the Big Daddy Kane is here

To deliver a message to everyone everywhere

So listen up party people cause this you should hear

It's a story of a far-away atmosphere

That you will find very rare and far beyond compare

All is sincere and rather debonair

So let's all gather around, because...



(x4)



Off to a place you thought was unreal

Where people of the world do know how to chill

Everything remains cool and calm where you are

And if you ask about crime, they all'll say,

They wouldn't even know what you mean

Cause it's a different program, y'all know the routine

Where people work hard for a decent buck

And you can wear truck jewelry without being stuck

Never wondering whether your house is all right

So go leave your VCR on the porch overnight

And as for the people they all stand proud

Senior citizens party with the hip-hop crowd

You can hang at a jam till the break of dawn

And leave without your Bally shoes getting stepped on

Everyone walks around in their right mind and all

Because crack ain't nothing but a hole in the wall

So those who wish to live with glare and flair

There's a place that this can be done, and yo...



(x4)



What I discovered may just only seem

As something that you find in your wildest dream

But! on the real tip, you will see

I'm not playing, what I'm saying is reality

There is a place people live with joy

That the next man cannot come along and destroy

No one faces problems, no one says sorry

And war ain't nothing but a game on Atari

This message also applies to other nations

Like Africa for instance, where there's starvation

But if you come with me, you're sure to see

Ethiopians can eat in Red Lobster for free

And people that you saw before that were poor

Will never ever see the situation no more

Cause in this world everyone's a millionaire



Are you sick?

And what the hell is welfare?

Fashions are smashing for all to flaunt

And we can get anything that we want

So don't think you can't afford expensive design

Because fresh Gucci wear is only $5.99

So come ye all and attend this affair

As we journey to the promised land, and...



(x3)



Since I'm the type of guy that laughs and jokes

This may sound funny, but seriously folks

It's a shame that people today must live

In a world that's operating oh so negative

But I found a place designed especially for you

Where peace and harmony is everyone's culture

So let's all gather around before this world corrupts

And we don't even need Scotty to beam us up

Because...



(x4)



(x9)



(x4)

[Minister Farrakhan talking]
So out of the MERCY of Allah
and the law, written in our nature
We call an individual, into existence
And when that individual, I make no apologies
for what I'm about to say...


Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill
To obey okay so let the man build
Words of rapture that you have to capture
And I just slapped ya
With the hand full of literature

That's dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw
Rappers I replace, rub out, and erase
Competition you must be on freebase
Smoking or choking, bound to be broken
Man, get your damn hands off the mic that I'm choking!
Cause I got a strangehold

You're still cold off the road for the role you stole
Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out
Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out
I'm not a pop star, rock and roller
I'm a rebel, BLESSED, able to hold a mic like a hammer, and drop grammar

Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him
Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute
They get the boot and played like a flute
So just play mute, don't even whisper
Open your mouth to speak and I'm diss ya
Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue
Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady

In other words, you're half-stepping
Tiptoeing, get going because my weapon
Is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun
But when it come to hype rhymes I got one
Just like the album is still the same
Long live the Kane, ain't a damn thing changed

I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill
to fill your grill so don't tell me you're real
We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us

?tchk Man, you still be home with arthritis!
If we didn't revive them, bring back alive
Old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn't survive
You'd be another memory to us
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
So understand, the way that I live
That's positive and the message I got to give
It's a benefit for you and me
I'm talking bout P.E.A.C.E.

The chosen one that has turned a new leaf
I got gold teeth, and they don't chew beef
No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish
The Kane falling victim ?tchk Sucker, you wish

I flow like water, slaughter
Put you out of order.. floored ya!
Rappers are ragging and tagging and snagging and bragging
to be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last Dragon

With the knack to attract the pack
so just GET BACK, I'm young, gifted and black
And just go with the flow you know
In the place to be with my man Marley Marl
Sending this out to Divine Force
Can't forget my main man Heavy D

And to my good brothers EPMD
And to my man Ice-T over on the West Coast
Can't forget cool Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio Two
I say, peace!

Verse 1:



Here comes the conquering brother that fathoms and never ceases.

Violators pick up the pieces (uh)

That are left behind as you're left to find

The fury of the five fingers of death are mine,

Rippin' on the microphone, receitin' poem,

Givin' competition a Big Daddy syndrome.

Some step up, (mmm) none kept up (mmm).

They rap a brief moment and then shut up.

Lips are sealed because all of this is real.

I'm not about frontin', I tell the real deal of society (what);

So how we livin,

Like a turkey on Thanksgiving or like Robin Gibbons?

Not to offend,

I just want you to comprehend every message I send (tell 'em),

'Cause I don't understand, I have to wonder, damn,

How could this lifestyle be fun to man,

To see a brother gettin' paid undercover,

Sellin' drugs to one another,

'Cause all the glamour you get is miscillaneous

And all the product you sell is real dangerous

Like um, um, let's say, un, poison,

Destruction to all your own boys and girls who like to buy and give it a try,

Admire and can't deny the high, that's why they soon die.

These are the games that a fool would play today

For our own kind to decay.

No sign of brotherly love,

Just scavengers in search of.....



Chorus:



Another victory (cut and scratched)



Verse 2:



When I'm ridin' in my Volvo, cops harass me.

They never ride past me, they hound me like Lassie,

Wantin' to give me a summons or a ticket.

Huh, I got a place for them to stick it (kick it).

They can't understand to see a black man

Drivin' a car that costs 25 grand.

The first thing they say is "Where'd you steal her?"

And then they assume that I'm a drug dealer.

Huh, that just makes me want to laugh,

'Cause now I'm a star and your son got my autograph,

So all the cops on the highway gettin' me,

My name ain't Kieth, so could you please stop Sweatin' me

So I can flow and go on, so on and so on

To all the jams Cee throw on.

Reachin' a summit as you learn from it,

A lesson taught from yours truly, so here cometh

The royal majesty, others have to be

Fully prepared, though they still won't last with me,

So when you hope to hang or even handle,

I'll show the meaning of power and just cancel (period).

Out of order, conquer and slaughter,

You're comin' up shorter, boy, you'll need more to

Compete 'cause the heat is deep in concrete,

Defeat, bring up the fleet, flee 'fore we meet

Or stay away, puttin' new rhymes on layaway.

Then come get this when you're ready for business

'Cause aaaaah yeah, I'm with this (I'm ready).

Yo, Mister Cee, what is this?



(Repeat chorus)



Verse 3:



MC's and enemies I freeze at 32 degrees

Because they can't drop rhymes like these.

Competition never saw none done,

So pay attention as I mention the 411.

Just the other day, I heard a brother say,

"Taxi cabs don't even come my way.

They all be afraid they won't get paid

So they zoom right past and pick up a lighter shade,

And if they stop, the first thing they want,

No more than two people and the money up-front,

Treatin' me like I'm some type of thug.

It might sound bugged but they don't want to get mugged."

Who's in the right or wrong? It's time to unite along

The righteous with a walk in success and be strong.

Instead of lookin' for someone to beef with,

A brother like the Big Daddy Kane is peace with

Rappers of today like (Kid'N'Play),

Hey, even my man L.L. Cool J,

(Stetsasonic) and EPMD,

Public Enemy and (BDP),

Salt 'N' Pepa 'cause we can't sever never,

Wheihter, whatever, we better stand together.

That means unite, not fightin' or fussin' or cussin'.

Save all the base for the pipe and start lovin'

One another 'cause separation is a flaw,

So endure for more and stop lookin'; for....



(Repeat chorus 'till end)

[ VERSE 1: Big Daddy Kane ]
Give a demonstration
To the whole rap world rhythm nation
And take a taste of this verbal vibration
With more color than you see on animation
And bear witness to my smooth operation
As I give the party people a sensation
And give them all a good feel of jubilation
Me and the mic become a good combination
To rock the house without any complication
The crowd'll give the Kane a standing ovation
That just gives me even more motivation
To pick up the pace and give you more fascination
With the ryhmes in my rap creation
They show the power of the Kane's innovation
And create an extravagant inspiration
So here I am, to give a demonstration

[ Big Scoob ]
(Give a demonstration)
(Give) (give a demonstration)
(G-)(give a demonstration)

[ VERSE 2: Big Daddy Kane ]
Give a demonstration
And take time out for a dedication
To all the deejays and radio stations
Who put my record in heavy rotation
Reprise reps for their affiliation
Of course Warner Brothers help my elevation
For publicity to artist relation
And Rushtown for a great three-year duration
And Carol Lewis for the tour preparation
And Farrakhan for the righteous conversations
I can't forget the people all around the nation
From the adults to the younger generation
The black, white, Chinese and even Haitian
Because the music ain't about segregation
It's a harmony to bring communication
So listen up as I give a demonstration

[ Big Scoob ]
(Give) (give a) (give) (give a demonstration)
(Give) (g-) (give a demonstration)
(Give a demonstration)

[ VERSE 3: Big Daddy Kane ]
Give a demonstration
For you to get a much better illustration
And give the sucker MC's an education
Because their style is just a cheap imitation
It seems you need a little bit of dictation
But what I'ma do for you in this situation
Is supply a process of elimination
Serve justice by means of termination
Because a biter only brings aggravation
A lotta trouble and a lotta frustration
So here's a little bit of useful information
So that you can see some acceleration
It's gonna take hard work and concentration
A lotta tears and a lotta perspiration
That's the way that you blow up like inflation
And then maybe YOU can give a demonstration

[ Big Scoob ]
(G-) (g-) (g-) (give) a demonstration)
(Give) (g-) (g-) (give) (give a demonstration)
(Give a) (g-) (g-)(give a demonstration)
(G-) (g-) (g-) (give a demonstration)

[ Big Scoob ]
So can I give a demonstration
For the sick people with constipation
You need to take a little bit of medication
So you can go take a dookie on the toilet
Know what I'm sayin?
Do you know what I'm sayin?
So can we give this demonstration?
So yo
Me and Big Daddy
We kickin it on the down low
Word up
Word up, just buggin in the studio
Know what I'm sayin?
Givin all why'all party people out there a - little - bit of - de-mon-stration
For the year '91 me and Big Daddy gon' say peace

featuring BizMarkie



Biz:


Ready?

Fonkee!

Fonkee! Ahhh...

One two, one two

We came here to just motherfucking do

You and a crew

Got my man Marley Marl in the house

Can't forget my man, Lik, y'all in the house

Got Fric and Frac in the house

Hey-hey-hey, you got Big Daddy Kane in the house

Juice Crew in the house

That's right

And my name is the Biz Markie

And we gonna rock a little something like this...>



One, two, whatcha gonna do?

I say yes, yes y'all

To the beat, all

Party-having people guaranteed to be like having a ball

H-h-h-hey

We gonna do a little something like this I say...



I'm the rap promoter

I start to motor

Tour from New York to South Dakota

Drink ginger ale or root beer soda

Never get the girls with the underarm order

Put me on water, I'm a good floater

When I run for prez, you best be a voter

Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda

I watch Star Wars just to see Yoda

Or R2-D2 driving down the BQ

When I buy franks, I make sure they're Hebrew

When I entertain, and love to treat you

Love to see a girl in a nice tight see-through

Take her to the crib, turn on the Beta

Watch a good flick by Arnold Schwartzenegger

Maybe Commando or the Terminator

Peace party people, ha ha see you later!

Big Daddy, huh huh, my man my mellow

Get on the mic cause you know you eat Jell-O



Kane:

Check it out, y'all

You don't stop

Keep on

Well it's the Kane in the flesh

Of course I'm fresh

Oh you thought that I was rotten?

Huh, I beg your pardon

To me getting paid and getting busy fall together

So a man of my ambiance...never!

Could I be weak, why I'm rather unique

I got style, flavor, grace, and plus a different technique

That I be using and not many can manage

So a brother like me, I do damage

Just by picking up the mic to go solo

I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo

I get physical, mystical, very artistical

Giving party people something funky to listen to

That's why the other MC's can't swing long

I stomp them out just like I was King Kong

Stepping on roaches, I get ferocious

Supercalifragalisticexpealidocious

I go on and on and on and

Until the bright Shirley Murdock morning

Cause I'mma pimp, hear the primp, yes the emp-

Eror, bringing much terror in your era

I ready, willing and I'm able, so bust a move

Never use a barbershop I got my homeboy Smooth

Cooling out with the clippers right around the way

To keep my fresh Cameo cut every day

Like that y'all, it's like that y'all

It's like thata-the-that, it's like that y'all

Cause I'm the prosecutor taking a stand

And, I'm cross-examining you my man

The judge and jury, releasing my fury

The verdict that I reach for you is rather blurry

You see, the name Kane is superior to many people

It means King Asiatic Nobody's Equal

I hate to brag, but damn I'm good

And if mics were a gun, I'd be Clint Eastwood

And if rap was a game, I'd be MVP

Most Valuable Poet on the M-I-see

Or if rap was a school, I'd be the principal

Aw fuck it, the Kane is invincible

To be specific, I may die one day

But my rhymes will remain like a hieroglyphic

It's a certain special skill that takes much practice

I got it good, apparently you lack this

So in turn, sit back and learn

Listen close, this is for your own concern

Let me show you exactly how it's properly done

Lights, camera, action!

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.

Uh! Put your weight on it
Uh, and uh, Prince Paul, bring me on and uh
Aiyyo Botch, bring me on and uh
Mad Money Murph just bring me on and uh
Just bring me on, yo

This is a world premier and I'm here
A presentation beyond compare
So MC's step to the rear as I break through
Girls say ooh and then skip to my loo
That means dance as I get smooth with
Poetic perfection that you can groove with
Just like a passenger, hurry and fasten your seat belt
'Cause I'm about to start broadcastin'
The words of wisdom, so turn up the system
Loud and clear, I don't want no one to miss one
Word to be heard never blurred or slurred
The preferred is absurd, all the damage that's occurred
As I break MC's like a lumberjack
Ain't no comin' back, you can't get none of that
I'm not the type of MC to be merciful
So if your name ain't Jermaine take it personal
'Cause like a vigilante I'm gonna kill off any
Sucker MC that tries to withstand me
With the mic in my hand I start flowin' then
All competition flee and start goin' in
The other direction, run for protection
'Cause I can burn an MC like an erection
You're too small kid, don't get involved with
The verbal law for the Nation of Islam
Wisdom I speak makes your head nod
Showin' I got the power, and that's from bein' born the God
But many doubt my Knowledge of Self
But they're just illiterate, so I don't consider it
Feedin' off poison that's pollutin' their mind
And that's the reason I don't swine
I gotta maintain, accelerate my brain
And god damn, it's hard being the Kane

Give it to me! c'mon!
C'mon! Uh!
Give it to me! Give it here!
Give it to me! Yeah

This is the proper way man should use ink
But you're at your brink and your rhymes are extinct
Just like a dinosaur, but you never find a more
'Cause mine'll keep sellin' on wax like some kind of whore
Let me inject this, flow of electric currency
For all the party people preferrin' me
And spectatin' like a tourist, cause you never
Saw this style of rap kickin' like Chuck Norris
But this ain't Kung-Fu, no I just brung you
A style, that phony MC's were too young to
Digest, when I manifest, you adolescent
So sit back, relax, be glad you had a lesson
And this one's for your listenin' pleasure
Somethin' for all the bitin' MC's to treasure
Just like a diary, for you to admire me
Before you're put in the Dead Poet's Society
Cool as a draft, droppin' math in a paragraph
I laugh as the wrath break in half, your whole staff
But many MC's were able to retreat
Runnin' like an athlete, but I got bad feet
So I don't chase ya, nor do I wait to face ya
Nah it ain't in my nature
I just rip shop, flip-top, and watch MC's get dropped
As I manifest in hip-hop
Rhymes I construct are tough like a Tonka truck
And just like lightnin' they struck
Down on all the toy MC's that annoy
That's how I build and destroy
The poetic printer, rough rhyme inventor
With a groove so smooth you can't help but get into
So I'm advisin' competition to flee
'Cause I can bake an MC like Chef Boyardee
Holdin' my own on the microphone
'Cause I break bones just like sticks and stones
So let it rain let it rain as I put em in pain
God damn, it's hard bein' the Kane!

Give it to me! Get up!
Come on! Uh!
Give it to me! Come on!
Give it to me! Yeah!

Put in a pause, because here's the holocaust
Above all laws, in effect and all yours
'Cause I came to blaze a taste of bass of grace
A replace, erase the waste without a trace
My vocabulary will just have you very
Dazed and amazed so I fear no adversary
That means competition
They can't even touch this, even with ammunition
Break out the gauge and go into an outrage
And I'ma still blow up the stage
'Cause this is a death threat, but don't let your sweat get
In the way of your vision don't be missin' when I get set
To go on a rampage, start a one man rage
Total destruction as I rip up the damn stage
And leave it in ruins from the damage that I'm doin '
To prepare the atmosphere, as I put you in
The mood for the Smooth Operator to start this flow
And so
I crushed and crushed and stomped the comp that tried
To get fly and face the ace I put em in place
Proceed em, retreat em, defeat em, delete em, and feed em, and eat em
And all the rest of that good stuff, 'cause I don't need em
Only one survivor can remain
And god damn, it's got to be the Kane!

Get up! Give it to me!
Give it here! c'mon!
C'mon! Give it to me!
Uh! Put your weight on it