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Christian Kane EP (Christian Kane) · Mr. Kane, Pt. 2 (Kokane) · The Bad & Lowdown World of the Kane Gang (Kane Gang) · Slangin Kane (Kane) · Simmer Kane (State Radio) · Emily Kane, Pt. 1 (Art Brut) · Emily Kane, Pt. 2 (Art Brut) · The Miracle of the Kane Gang (Kane Gang) · Christian Kane EP (Christian Kane) · Eden Kane: The Extended Play Collection, Vol. 92 (Eden Kane) – and 90 other albums »


a football.
So skip to my loo, or get stomped by my crew.
Brooklyn's in the house, and ain't a damn thing new.

[Chorus]

[Big Daddy Kane]
Here comes
Don't get cooked by the pilot light
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
I can smell metal in the air tonight
the law 
But no more for sure, lookin at a L.A. gun war 
Even in Brooklyn, lives are bein tooken 
The Bronx is dyin while the box is steady cookin
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame, type killin' in the game, music

Raised by game where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come to the crib, get
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music

Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
Where the A train? where the C train?
Where the few people that still think that I'm sane?
I live in a society but nigga I ain't Kane
I see them niggas
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music

Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music

Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come to the crib, get
Game is back

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Public Enemy and N.W.A is on my boom box, had to say
Today was a good day, had the hood buzzin'
Ice Cube my
We've got mounds of sounds so buy them by the pounds or ounces 
Countless are the pistons in this underweight V-8 
With a force like a tornado we
a metal box 
To imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.

In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury 
Two
a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.

In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury two bedroomed
disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill

You been fully captivated by that funky ass bass
Your girlfriend
a name
He did things like kill people and stole Kane
The hood got three lanes, Life, Death, or entertain
Now sellin's the life. In that box is
I watch your spirit box with the blinking lights and think
Are those little people trapped in that box? (No, Caveman)
But I do know converted mic
Fury are impervious to conventional weaponry

Undead Kennedy as heathen's hammer
Stakes through the heart of the teens and campers
Who came for
burning cannons stern and bow
They are prying shiny metals out your m-m-m-mouth

Okay, youth wanes old age holler wisdom and disease
Like the scurvy
storm, below zero
Temperature, closed doors, wet conditions are unhealthiest
Weather war, about minus four Celsius
Sky's presence, absence of solar
Maintaining a pressing issue, although everything I have always known has been depressing. 
Since my thoughts are limited by language, 
And our speech has
personnel)

Tracer bullets can ignite.
The path of the bullet is indicated, by a red flame.
Eight B incendiary cartridges are used to ignite fuel,
to 60, knocking my nigga Sigel
Hip hop fanatic, your shit pathetic
I'm De La, I'm Kane, I'm Ultramagnetic
Old school and new school, all of y'all can
given night and anything else isn't right
Time's ticking by, time's making changes, time's turning friends into strangers
I'm trying to find what
Here's a toast to the fact
That I'm a man and I can stand alone
And all my suits are made by hand in Rome
Ricotta stuff that Cannellon'
I'm in
by events in tha past, had an outlet to 
be free from dirty visions at last. A brothaz out here stalking, 
but bitch you ain't no. I've been poppin'
a Nike workers' meal
And Santa clause multiplied by I?
Well I guess that makes him real

And the square root of the NBA?
Is Africa in a box
How do