Текст песни Big Daddy Kane - Mr. Pitiful
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[Big Daddy Kane]Mmm.. mmm, yeahOh I like thisI wanna tell this storyA little story about umm.... a brother who you would think has everything goin for himselfBut apparently for some reason he just ain`t happeninI call this brother Mr. PitifulI wanna tell you somethin about him, check it outThe story begins in 1984when I met the BizMarkie out in front of the storeHe used to tell me all the time, "Yo your lyrics is hypeWe got to get together and make a record of some type"I said, "Man, the hype behind Run-D.M.C. and Cool JWhat the fuck makes you think they`re gonna give us a play?"We did a few shows together, freestylin on stageManhattan and Long Island, for Mike and DaveAfter that, I was convinced we can do ituntil my man Biz jetted and came out with "Make the Music.."From right there, I said, "Man, this shit is realLook at Biz in the new leather and a pair of spot bills"I got to give it to you Dukes, I was wrongWell you out there now, so put my black ass onand sure enough, huh, in about a year`s timeI was R-A-W, goin for mineDroppin jams that slammed on every radio programAnd bam, GOD DAMN, look where I amThe first album, _Long Live the Kane_, it soldabout umm.. AWW FUKKIT it went goldThe money was comin in, yes I had done em inIt wasn`t quite hard for me to find a woman thenCause I was in demand for lots of fansA sexy chocolate guy in the public eyeI bought myself a condo out in QueensA plush white Volvo and drove off the sceneBut I remained the same since I moved outfor instance - drinkin Olde E and Guinness StoutAnd also, hangin out with the troopsMost of all, takin care of Ma DukesThen all of a sudden things started to changeAnd many old friends started actin strangeBehind my back, sayin I`m soft and a suckerSome even said, "Yo let`s rob the motherfucker"And family members askin for my papersBut Biz set them straight, by makin "The Vapors"Girls cryin pregnant, to get some of my greenI`m like, "What the fuck is this? Billie Jean?"People harassin me, steadily askin medis or dat, some even had the audacityto say that I only liked light-skinned womenTchk, huh, are you kiddin?Cause I love everyoneand I never act prejudiced to noneBut for some reason people make my lifestyle so criticalThat`s why they call me Mr. PitifulA few people know what I`m sayinHmm, to the Little Daddy Shane, you know what I meanand to my man Cool V, you know what I meanTo T.J. Swan, you know what I meanand to Scoob and Scrap, you know what I meanTo Rob Base and E.Z. Rock, you know what I meanThe Magnum Force, you know what I meanAnd to the playboys, you know what I meanTo Shemp Shawn, you know what I meanand the F.M.C., you know what I meanCan`t forget Miv, you know what I meanGodfather D, you know what I meanMy man Doug E. Fresh, you know what I meanand the fifty dollar crew from Canada know what I meanBut most of all I can`t forget my man Biz-Mar-KIEAnd may I send this to A.J. Quest, Rest In Peace ??