| The lyric of Looks Like A Job For, Big Daddy Kane's song "This is a world premier and I m here.." -> _It s Hard Being the Kane_ [Big Daddy Kane] Nobody movenobody get hurt And I won t have to do no-body work The minute I come on stage and take position A demolitionwhere rappers catch a bad decisionhuh I start to swingin itputtin my bad thing in it Soon as I start flingin itgirls ll start clingin it People ll start singin itnoise oh I m bringin it To show and to prove to the people the man that really is the king in it Cause I take the cake like Hostess Nonot the one you wanna play high post with Warm it up Kanewarm as a snorkel Snatch the microphone and do a nigga somethin awful I give him the rhythm-a-jazz pizazz finesse and yet the flavor to jam and slam the land I flip the script like nobody can It s like they lack the crowd to get live and raw from all the brothers who smothered the mic They re frank with forcecause you knowKane comes off See me and the mic go together like neighbors And if that s too fasthere s a slower flavor You see.. I.. am.. the.. man.. to.. stand.. top.. brand.. No.. band.. at.. hand.. and.. yes I can canyes I can can rip the microphone to shreds Buck buckrough and tuffand a little bit raggamuffin For havin a rapper that try to battle will stress me You shouldn t address me cause you can t impress me So don t test meboyI say you better move over Yeahyeahhuh Many people tried to say I fell off He went RBnow his rap is all soft But if you say that on stageI ll prove you wrong And wax that assrappin off a love song Cause with the street in all battles I m still hard like a malletservin competition like salad I m gonna give you some damn good advice G Break outbefore there be some sugar honey iced tea Cause now you re comin in the danger zone There no mancan withstandor hold his own I burn a rapper so bad that it bruise even if you put a condom on the mic that I use That won t protect yaI still can effect ya Cause I flip the scriptlike a movie director I m makin the non-believers believe what I m dishin up And people that s still fanswill be air conditioners Why golly geeI m the hypest The power to maintainand sustaincause I m righteous In other wordsby knowledge and degrees you gotta say God blessand I don t mean when I sneeze A black manyou know I gotSOUL for rockin the track and sparkin the mic that I hold Not just been flowin for the fellas so for the ladies I didn t forget you.. mm-wah *kiss sound* A lot of rappers todayknow how to flow Alsoa lot of amateurs turned pro But if I ask for the mic at your show AiyyoI think you better let it go! Cause I go in a rage on stage The rap it never stops til I get my props And if you don t know my stylewell look here my friend You saw _Faces of Death_? Hehe yeah yeah aight then I m tryin to tell my competition the scoop That I m breakin downany soloist or group And even thoughsome of them try to play souped When I come on stagethey spread they wings like Troop And fly awaycause I don t play I slayokayokay? The king of combatmy competition scat Pockets stay fatoh hells yeahI m alllll that The one they like to followbite and borrow Lock into my stylejust like a Rottweiler So you wanna know the meanin of hardcore? Looks Like a Job For.. * cut n scratch "Big Daddy" *
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