Daddy Daddy tell me a story of how you took out that wack MC

No Daddy, tell them how you beat down that bootlegger

Daddy Daddy tell us a story!

[Big Daddy Kane]

Heh heh, alright, alright, alright y'all OK

Come on y'all, crowd around Daddy now OK? C'mon

Y'all just sit there and listen

I'ma tell you about the MC

and I'ma tell you about the bootlegger, OK?

Here we go children

It happened at a jam, some kid tried to sham on the program

So I had to silence the lamb and show him who I am

So I just set it off on my competitor

Freakin the funk as I hit em with crazy metaphors

Like back up off me Dukes, because you're trippin

You better dry your cranium off, cause your brain is slippin

You beatin me is somethin that I doubt

The only way you could bake Kane is workin in a crackhouse

No man alive can withstand the Kane flow

I kick so much flavor that my shoes look like a rainbow

You need a whole lot of practice, you thought that you was

on the money so I took you out like taxes!

Now you can Flea Off, releasin me G, easy be

to keep the great MC

Then I throw em I lean and mean record to spark

So I can school that ass just like Joe Clark

next I translated, my rap is more educated

and made it complicated for him to illustrate it

My dexterity, put him in fear of me

and had his mind bewildered by everything he was hearin see

That was enough to slow his whole train of thought down

So I just speeded the pace up more than enough for him to come around

I triple the words, when makin the rhymes, whatever the rhythm

Puttin his mind in a prison

And oh yeah, that's how I did em

That's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)

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