Lyrics:
blowing exotic, the premium
Ash colored white like my elbow
I barely answer the phone
When I do pick up don't
Think I ever say hello i got a chopper
It came
Yeah, I was gonna write some uh, like something like a Bop or something
But, I figured I'd just get back on this backpack rap
Woah, woah
You found me
and a drum
Just to bust up the heat
Cause these rappers are martyrs and hungry for beef
Don't get murdered and slaughtered for something you see
As preventing
Watch a nigga get killed with the quickness
Kane & Abel will leave your ass hurting with this pump
Wrap you up in a shower curtain and dump you in
on a rock
But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block
[ Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers) ]
Stokie's just Stokie, mama
(Stokie's Stokie)
will be
A big movement, by the time I'm through
And that's coming from a Black man's point of view
Now pardon me for just changing the issue
But
got white I got
Pulling up in armored trucks with a whole lotta drugs
Always show my niggas love when I pull up at the club
Everybody knows me I got
R, Ferrari, got me ridin' both lane
Three hunnid on the watch, five hunnid on this chain
Just imagine how far a nigga came
You can't imagine how
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!
opera
The tale of a king whose name wasn't on the roster
My road to glory was Road To Perdition
And Act II: The Turn is just the memoirs with no omissions
play
Billions on my mind
I’ll have that by thirty-five
You look like
You might have died twice
I feel too alive yikes
Fell into the trap of growing up
on the line
I ain't know how y'all would respond
I charted at number 35
Inside of my city they call me a goat but really I know I'm just guy
I grew up listening
Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels
niggas
Petty time niggas
Sold petty drugs came up wit petty thugs
Now you got game in you
Wanna be a menace and you got Kane in you
I'll put them
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
and have an escape. Obie was makin' sure
It was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice?
There's a song about Alice)
Alice came by
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
Eastside
So please roll up my weed high
My momma always told me aim for the sky
So I came out aim in bangin' at guys
It was mainly slangin' kane by
Lean on me!
"Big Daddy Kane, a teacher"
"Big Daddy Big Daddy"
"Goes a little somethin' like this!"
"Can I get a yes"
"Just lean on me"
shit they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes
weed high
(jim jones)
my momma allways told me aim for the sky
So I came out aimin bangin at guys
It was mainly slangin kane by the pies
And the fiends
the traction
To push off the sky, and send it down crashing
By zipping up flies to fit into email attachments
Suggesting your chip's made of batshit
Compressing
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