On the Black Ceasar tip, my dialogue is just like
a frank inside of a supermarket, raw dog
I`m the untouchable, never to be took out
A Sexy Mother.. ooh child, Prince look out!
I`m keepin girls of all shades on my trail
From a Sister Act down to a Single White Female
Cause when I hit the skins they all say, Damn Kane -
you knock out the Bush like a presidential campaign
But if you think that lickin toes makes me weak
you better treat me like Freddy Krueger: don`t sleep
I write raps, ready to rip and rock real rough rhymes
Run in rugged and raw, rapidly ruinin roaches
Point blank - I spell murder to a bum
All you backwards rappers - REDRUM, REDRUM!
Cause I do em somethin awful, break em down to a morsel
Makin sure that you`re no longer adorable
Rappers get so quiet when I`m comin, that if they
shitted a dictionary, you couldn`t get a word from em
It`s sort of a tradition in Bed-Stuy to do or die
So steppin to me is suicide
I couldn`t think of a rapper takin mines
I feel like Ali, I`m the greatest of all times
Floatin like a butterfly, stingin like a bee
Yeah I know this ain`t boxin but that`s still my pedigree
But as for you, you have no appeal
How you get a record deal?
Like shell-toe Adidas, ain`t a damn thing changed
the way I shoot off lyrics like a firin range
Breakin out in a cold sweat - the death threat
Gettin more props than a movie set
The smooth microphone assassin, rhymes keep blastin
Uhh, I keep the body count massive
But if you say you increased the Bodycount troop
You must admit that you joined Ice-T`s group
Cause you ain`t hurtin niggedy nuthin, so why you bluffin?
Tryin to be the new Big Daddy SOMETHIN
But there`s only, before me, no one is ?, huh
You couldn`t come Pryor if your name was Richard
Cause I`m the Alpha and Omega
Arm-Leg-uh-Leg-uh-Arm-Head, stayin raw til I`m dead
And to battle me you shouldn`t even try
Cause with wings on your tongue, you still couldn`t say nothin fly
And I don`t care if you bring a crew
And I don`t even care if someone else writes for you
Man you could even be someone the crowd may just like but shoot
you couldn`t see me with a bifocal mic
Check my resume, Rap Masters, word up
Yo! MTV, BET, The Box and all that good stuff
And Billboard for my five year duration
And see that I got more spots than a dalmation
Let`s get down to finish this large
You could bring on your whole squad, none of you chumps are hard
All that garbage you mumble ain`t real and seriously, seriously
How you get a record deal?
A lot of rappers today, wonder
should I ask Kane to write rhymes for me to say?
Well you`re god damn right you should
Cause my rhymes are like spandex, they make any ass seem good
So act like you know Baby Pop
when I riggedy rock the higgedy hip-hop non stop, as I
freak the funk and flip the flavor to flow with the flyest
A fury full force in the flames of the fire, now
may these MC`s rest in peace
Because when I come to town, the population decrease
I leave em finished, dead and that`s that, huh
Not even Pet Semetary could bring em back
I slay my pray, A to K, I tell em like Jennifer Holiday
No no no no no noooooooooooo way!
That you could ever touch this, no you know how I feel?
I think you bought your record deal..
