Текст песни Big Daddy Kane - Prelude
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[Big Daddy Kane]Huh, huh, huhMister Cee, are you wit me, uhhMister Cee, are you wit me, DIG ITGangster 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 talking ying-yang like as if you`re in a gangI mean for goodness sakeThe only beef you ever had was a sirloin steakYou wanna question me and all the words I sayWell, you can bring the noise any fuckin dayI rock a rugged-a-ruff rhyme to besiege yaAnd if I see you at a party, put up your dickbeatersBy time I get through wreckin your jawYou be callin Patti LaBelle and Barry White hardcoreWhy should I give up for gangster contrastWhen I can rap about gettin some assTo prove that I`m a gangster only brings me troubleBut the proof that I`m a lover * sound of a zipper *It`s that easy but still you insist (yeah)That I do this (what?)