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Rest in Peace

[Preacher]Dearly beloved, we are gathered here todayfor this somber occasionPlease join us in the mourning of this U-47It was a great microphone in it’s dayuntil it met it’s fateOne evening while it was in the studioit was struck by the lyrical force of the Big Daddy KaneSo ashes to ashes, and dust to dustMay this

How U Get a Record Deal?

On the Black Ceasar tip, my dialogue is just like a frank inside of a supermarket, raw dogI’m the untouchable, never to be took outA Sexy Mother.. ooh child, Prince look out!I’m keepin girls of all shades on my trailFrom a Sister Act down to a Single White FemaleCause when I hit the skins they

Here Comes Kane, Scoob and Scrap

[Scrap Lover]SURPRISE! Guess who’s on the rise?And competition, I’m takin, and breakin em down to sizeI operate around the clock like city busNever take five, cause yo when you rest, you rustBe advised, that I pack heat for beefI’m knockin brothers out the box, and knockin out teethTwenty-one years young and I got the knack(You

Prelude

[Big Daddy Kane]Huh, huh, huhMister Cee, are you wit me, uhhMister Cee, are you wit me, DIG IT Gangster or prankster, define yourself, huhAnd put that rough talk on the shelfYou talk all that robbery shit, but it’s lameYou wouldn’t steal first base at a baseball gameNever sold drugs, you never was a thugBut you’re

Stop Shammin'

One-fifty-eight Lewis Avenuebetween Lafayette and Van Buren, that was back duringthe days of hangin on my Bed-Stuy blockwith Spence and Mitch, followin my cousin MurdochAll the brothers were real, goin for what they feelBy the way, peace to my man Sha and Big NealNow in ninety-three I’m still bein meYou think my ‘fridgerator ain’t full

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