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Текст песни Big Daddy Kane - Prince of Darkness

Big Daddy Kane - Prince of Darkness слова песни

I break out in a cold sweat, rip up the whole setI`m about as bad as you can getComin` from Bed-Stuy, that`s where they do or dieForget about the lions and tigers and bears, oh myIt`s not a fairy tale, a myth, it`s a musical upliftand I`m the wrong one to mess withI roll on rappers like a Cherokee, bake `em up merrilyjust like the cooks at Sara LeeErase, replace, disgrace, and chase, unlace your faceand place a neck brace, about-faceAnd get to steppin`, because my lethal weapon is blowin` too fast, while you`re slow as Catherine HepburnWhat you need is a little more speed, style and flavorbut it still wouldn`t save yaSo to the rear, step off and let the man flexcuz I can hang tighter to the groove than spandexI snatch the mic whith grace, always with a planand Cee`ll cut the recored up like Edward ScissorhandsRock the soul shack, I can`t hold backFour years standin` and I still got the knackCuz I remember when I first did itthe comments that were goin` around from the next criticLike "Yeah, he sound alright, but still will he hold?"And now my black ass is still here like Billy JoelOne hip-hopper that don`t have to sound properMy broken English you can still distinguishAnd I don`t have no image or no gimmicksand I don`t have no bounds or no limitsThe Kane`ll keep goin`, and growin`, and flowin`and showin` any MC, I got the best finesse to manifestCuz I pull cards like some type of retardHittin` MCs hard, and any other Rass ClaaadI`m the predator to any competitorScorchin` and damagin` and stompin` et ceteraAnd any MC that tries to test meI`m swellin` up his jaws mor than Dizzy GillespieCrushin` all dreams you thought were possibleI turn into nightmares you have in the hospitalI couldn`t count the rappes I be servin`If defeat was sex, huh, I`d be a virginMy match ain`t been found, movin` around, breakin` `em downwhere the ground, never the clown, how that sound?Don`t get gassed, cuz boy you won`t lastso take your crippled rhymes and put `em in a castYou`re too pathetic, bring in a paramedicto heal your sick rhymes, cuz man, you ain`t poeticYou`re just a cheap little hooker and I gotta overlook a MC that`s wack, ya little boggerAnd stand clear of the mic that I`m rippin`as I`m......???And get your jury and a good defendantcuz I`m servin` a death sentence...

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