Down The Line - Big Daddy Kane Okay okay okay okay Attention to the whole crew Scoob lover scrap lover I don't need your dancin Mister cee I don't need you on the turntables Ant live I don't need you collectin the dough And little daddy since you my brother Get yo' ass on in here Cause we gettin ready to take things down the line Here we go one time Prepare yourself for mc terror And don't make the error of tryin to come near a Rapper so smooth and swift with the gift of gab To grab the mic cause I'm sorta like Vincent price but you never been so nice So back up off me I'm seperatin men from mice Kickin ass in every committee city to city Until both shoes are city The regulator innovator dominator creator of data Plus an imitator assassinator Lyrics don't display a too don sweet Hard as concrete and always on beat Steppin to this you're not allowed You keep frontin on the stage like you're rockin the crowd Snatchin the microphone real proud But your rhymes are so booty you should write em on white cloud So next up down the line scrap lover Aiy-aiy-yo the microphone's mine But I prefer peace so the road'll get rough when A toy mc gets the heart to pull a bluff and There's no laughter cause the one that I'm after Is smashed for that reason you have to Make sure each and every lyric is harmless Cause if not you won't be able to calm this Brother from brooklyn made to fit a groove And prepared for the unexpected to make a move So put up your girl and let's see who's in trouble troop And if you got a sister then make it a double scoop The capital s the c the r-a-p Stands for me cause I'm the Only mc with an original rap style You disagree you get put on the scrap pile So stay off the set with george and jet-son You never seen a dancer who rapped well you met one Now spin the wheel of fortunes or be wise and stay back Co-host my show like pat and don't sa-jak shit Or get ate like oats and barley Save your sweat for keith and the beef for charlie So next up goin down the line scoob lover Yo the microphone's mine It's the s y'all to the c y'all double-o b y'all Well God damn it's me y'all Jump back kiss myself I'm so fly Sip a brew or two cause yo I don't get high I might wave hi at a pretty young girl that walk by But yo you all that you can't stop A-with the weave in your head like a mop You must know karate cause your face look chopped Now back to the subject of the matter I eat a lot of food but I won't get fatter Let me see I'm slim my hair is well trimmed And when I'm low-key I throw on a brim But I'm not conceited when hangin out I need it For when trouble comes then I never have to meet it I'm intellectually spoken I'm not jokin What are you smokin You be hopin wishin and prayin To be like scoob but what are you sayin Well it takes style charisma class F**k up on the lover and I bust your ass So next up movin down the line Mister cee Yo the microphone's mine Mission to make dj's feel the wrath So here's a paragraph written on behalf Of the ruler dictator dj ambassador Makin a massacre you couldn't last through a Round of combat where my left arm's at My mouth with the mic in my hand when I attack I shake and bake or fake a snake Take em and make em ache and flake I break like an earthquake When I erupt mc's I corrupt to be blunt I'ma tear shit up So next up goin down the line The little daddy shane The mic is all mine Mc's crawl by when they see this tall guy Six foot three huh nobody's small fry The little d-a double-d y The s-h-a-n-e yes it's me You better believe there's no comp and I'm certain So if you try to battle me then it's cur-tains I'm no joke the wrong one to provoke One false move and kerrrrrr-roak So take it easy and slide on greasy Cause I'm more rougher than hair when it's peasy I'm more rougher than steak when it's raw 404

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