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    [Big Daddy Kane]
    Mmm.. mmm, yeah
    Oh I like this
    I wanna tell this story
    A little story about umm..
    .. a brother who you would think has everything goin for himself
    But apparently for some reason he just ain't happenin
    I call this brother Mr. Pitiful
    I wanna tell you somethin about him, check it out

    The story begins in 1984
    When I met the BizMarkie out in front of the store
    He used to tell me all the time, "Yo your lyrics is hype
    We got to get together and make a record of some type"
    I said, "Man, the hype behind Run-D.M.C. and Cool J
    What the fuck makes you think they're gonna give us a play?"
    We did a few shows together, freestylin on stage
    Manhattan and Long Island, for Mike and Dave
    After that, I was convinced we can do it
    Until my man Biz jetted and came out with "Make the Music.."
    From right there, I said, "Man, this shit is real
    Look at Biz in the new leather and a pair of spot bills"
    I got to give it to you Dukes, I was wrong
    Well you out there now, so put my black ass on
    And sure enough, huh, in about a year's time
    I was R-A-W, goin for mine
    Droppin jams that slammed on every radio program
    And bam, GOD DAMN, look where I am
    The first album, _Long Live the Kane_, it sold
    About umm.. AWW FUKKIT it went gold
    The money was comin in, yes I had done em in
    It wasn't quite hard for me to find a woman then
    Cause I was in demand for lots of fans
    A sexy chocolate guy in the public eye
    I bought myself a condo out in Queens
    A plush white Volvo and drove off the scene
    But I remained the same since I moved out
    For instance - drinkin Olde E and Guinness Stout
    And also, hangin out with the troops
    Most of all, takin care of Ma Dukes
    Then all of a sudden things started to change
    And many old friends started actin strange
    Behind my back, sayin I'm soft and a sucker
    Some even said, "Yo let's rob the motherfucker"
    And family members askin for my papers
    But Biz set them straight, by makin "The Vapors"
    Girls cryin pregnant, to get some of my green
    I'm like, "What the fuck is this?  Billie Jean?"
    People harassin me, steadily askin me
    Dis or dat, some even had the audacity
    To say that I only liked light-skinned women
    Tchk, huh, are you kiddin?
    Cause I love everyone
    And I never act prejudiced to none
    But for some reason people make my lifestyle so critical
    That's why they call me Mr. Pitiful

    A few people know what I'm sayin
    Hmm, to the Little Daddy Shane, you know what I mean
    And to my man Cool V, you know what I mean
    To T.J. Swan, you know what I mean
    And to Scoob and Scrap, you know what I mean
    To Rob Base and E.Z. Rock, you know what I mean
    The Magnum Force, you know what I mean
    And to the playboys, you know what I mean
    To Shemp Shawn, you know what I mean
    And the F.M.C., you know what I mean
    Can't forget Miv, you know what I mean
    Godfather D, you know what I mean
    My man Doug E. Fresh, you know what I mean
    And the fifty dollar crew from Canada know what I mean
    But most of all I can't forget my man Biz-Mar-KIE
    And may I send this to A.J. Quest, Rest In Peace ??

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