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Big Daddy Weave Gift Tin (Big Daddy Weave) · Pull on My Weave: The Remixes (Phoenix "The Fire Starter") · Sound Weave (Theta Naught) · Weave (Queen Sarah Saturday) · Weave Me the Sunshine [Synergy Ent] (Peter, Paul and Mary) · Weave Me the Sunshine [Synergy Ent] (Peter, Paul and Mary) · Daddy Daddy (Ruth Brown) · Hey Daddy (Daddy's Home) (DJ Cover This) · Daddy Who? Daddy Cool (Daddy Cool) · My Daddy Can Whip Your Daddy (Disciple) – and 90 other albums »


Big Daddy Weave - "Let It Rise"

Let the glory of the Lord
Rise among us
Let the glory of the Lord
Rise among us
Let the praises of the King
Rise
the sky
We watch as life goes by

When Theo was gone, his son Ion took the power
And in his daddy's name, built the biggest strongest tower
The earth
everybody back to business

Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people looking from a distance think I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef
everyday they hear me saying rhymes
I got some friends, I got some allies like Stet and Big Daddy Kane
They know that by all means necessary that Peace is
eleven years old

I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just
on heights, wishing for Nikes in different flavors
The age of Kane and Big Daddy,shown by the caddies
Uncles named Larry, that really never grabbed me
My mother
everybody back to business

Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people looking from a distance think I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef
a weave
Trunk full of white car smell like blue cheese
That boy get salad beef bout movements
BM dubs on them big things looking foolish
Shawty sitting
when you walk by they say there's a tramp
Your stock is low, you don't know what happened
Yo' baby daddy is low budget rappin
You wanna do it big
mommy's Benz - 
Lived in Daddy's great big house - ooh yeah 
She hawked her gold to feed the spike 
A great escape on the pony ride 
'Cuz Mom and Dad
eleven years old

I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just
I ever trusted
Through poverty, death, disease and sickness
You always somehow found a way to turn the situation optimistic
I was a big fat kid
get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop?
A-with the weave in your head like a mop?
your dime store nihilism
Big daddy's on a glory run
Gettin' down on the cellular level
Just in case I got to call someone

Darkling down
a day buzzed
Tripping on heights, wishing for Nikes in different flavors
The age of Kane and Big Daddy,shown by the caddies
Uncles named Larry, that
think I'm big daddy cunk
Reincarnated spirit of a G
Beef'll make you dinner take a seat so we could eat

A Farrakhan aura, paws on the port
You eat
[Big Daddy Kane] 

The question at hand, is how do I love thee? 

I count the ways but girls don't shove me 

One by one you can come and caress me
One two, one one two

[Chorus]
I was stabbed by Satan, on the day that I was born
I was promised lovin', but instead I was torn
La la la, la la
Well, I let you know this is a brand new year
So never fear, the Big Daddy is here
To do things in places your husband wouldn't
And do certain things
[Chorus]
One day I won't cry no more
Can't wait for the day when people won't die no more
Daddy's won't say, bye no more; lie no more
In
And nothin' ever comes as a big surprise 

And the naked city never closes its eyes 

A new story every day 

Told a thousand different ways 

That's
hit the road with your fucked up weave.......

(Ice Cube)

How would you like to get a nigga rugged and raw
Outlaw rollin' down the shaw
Don't you want
Intro:
Keep your plans on the low
Just another chamber, the swarm
Roll dark and deep, Bobby Digital
Wu-Syndicate, Wu-syndicate
Be Born, Daddy-O, what
staplin and toe taggin
Po-Po wrote me up a citation 'cause I was saggin' and draggin
My b-ah-bitch, by her w-uh-weave
I had to, I had to make the bitch
was saggin and draggin 
 my be	-ah-bitch, by her w-uh-weave 
 I had to, I had to make the bitch bleed! Last doo-doo bootch 
 who tried to hit me with