[Intro]
Hit me, baby (that's right)
Hurt me, baby (that's right)
That-that-that funk
That-that-that-that-
That-that's-that's funkdafied-like fonk
That's that retarded-like fonk
Like you put your armpits in the drum machine
Good God
Break me off some of that
Come on
[Verse 1]
Easy Mo, just let the beat rock
From your sweet stock
To bounce the complete block
Make everyone, on the street flock
To this here rhythm
Music'll hit 'em, get 'em
My lyrics'll fit 'em, when I get with 'em
They'll admit I'm, smokin' like bags of ism
The way that I keep amazin'
Y'all don't even know who you're facin', pa
The Kane has flipped more tracks than a racing car
The one who created it and many others imitated it
I heard your rap style, kid – I hated it
Let me show you how, look here, now check my style
What I spit out, it'll raise your brow, make you say "wow"
Ba-da-bow-bow, come on, now let's get down
And sway this way when you hear the music play
Hip-hop hooray, this is what I want you to say
Hey
[Bridge]
I'm in love with Big Daddy Kane
He makes the party swing
He turns the mother out
And rips apart things
Then I go…
[Hook]
Da-da-da-daaa-da
Yeah, I like the way it sound
And I love the way it's goin' down
Da-da-da-daaa-da
You know I like the way it sound
And I just love the way it's goin' down
[Verse 2]
Now, what's this BS you're sayin'?
And don't try to act like Martin now, with all that 'I was just playin'
No need to grief or mourn, cause now The Beef is On
Boom-bap boo-bow-bow – kid, your teeth is gone
Just cause you rap, that don't mean that ya catchin' wreck with me
You step to this, I give your mic a vasectomy
I only know one person that can come next to me
No, that's a tattle
Cause, I can't count my own shadow
A battle? I gots to have it
Unless you're gonna rob me like they did Whittaker when he fought Chavez
Cause tryin' to go against the Kane rappin'
Is like a pimp tryna pull a nun – ain't nothin' happenin'
Clear the way for the one, champ-ion, true black don
Who begun gettin' the job done, take a look, hon
Back up, son, you know you can't get none
Come on, I'm on a whole 'nother level of rap
And it's like that, now show me where the party at
Uh huh
[Hook]
Da-da-da-daaa-da
Yeah, I like the way it sound
And I love the way it's goin' down
Da-da-da-daaa-da
You know I like the way it sound
And I love how it's goin' down
[Verse 3]
The B-I-G D-A-D Y, no, back up and add another D
Then back to the K to the A to the N to the E
Live from New York, the one and only
I give it to you raw for my homies
Uh, and to the ladies: I take em lookin' somethin' fine
And don't mind if we bump 'n grind
If you're with me, jump in line
Because, if in my wallet I can find one prophylactic
Then you better believe girl, that you gonna get your ass dicked
Hard type of rappers extinct, like a dinosaur
The kind you saw the rhyme before
But now you never find no more
Steppin' to the Kane with some drama to be startin'
Because I put 'em all on ice, like Tonya Harding
Back up, boy, I got the whole convoy
Rollin' with me on a mission, that's to seek and destroy
So, to all the people that's been tryin' to talk about me
You better change your name to 5000, cause you're Audi
And if you bring on your crew, I'm steppin' to them too
Just put the beat on and watch how I swim through
The groove, with more style than a backstroke
Drivin' past my competition, like cab drivers do black folks
That's the way I move, I always stayed the Smooth
Operator with data watin' for you to play a groove
To turn it out without a doubt, and show what I'm about
Good lookin, Brooklyn, yeah, we in the house
Sham on
[Hook]
Da-da-da-daaa-da
Yeah, I like the way it sound
And I love the way it's goin' down
Da-da-da-daaa-da
You know I like the way it sound
And I just love the way it's goin' down