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    Preacher]  
    Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today  
    for this somber occasion  
    Please join us in the mourning of this U-47  
    It was a great microphone in it's day  
    until it met it's fate  
    One evening while it was in the studio  
    it was struck by the lyrical force of the Big Daddy Kane  
    So ashes to ashes, and dust to dust  
    May this microphone, rest, in peace..  
     
    [Big Daddy Kane]  
    Knock knock, guess who? Yes, ooh  
    The Bigger the B, the Iggah the I,  
    the Jigga the G is comin through  
    Yes I'm the one with clout, they're all talkin bout  
    To be frank, I have the flavor like sauerkraut  
    The microphone assassinator and furthermore  
    I murdered plenty rappers and believe that I'll murder more  
    So if you ask to give the Kane a go  
    You better treat me like drugs, and Just Say No  
    Because I utilize my skills to brutilize  
    And in a battle, man you should see what I do to guys  
    Whenever the mic's mine, I'll rock a hype rhyme  
    and come off, like dirty panties at nighttime  
    Cause any mic that I caress, I finesse  
    with zest, and just bless, best yet to progress  
    King Asiatic, no other rapper stands this  
    You couldn't be a King if you played hockey in Los Angeles  
    I gets pi-daid, top gri-dade, gotta admit ey  
    point blank, the kid's stri-daight  
    Cause when it comes to R-A-P-P-I-N, huh  
    I got it locked up like a bullpen  
     
    "May you rest in peace" -> 3X  
    "If this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest!" -> KRS-One  
     
    [Big Daddy Kane]  
    Rappers I get em and hit em and slit em and split em and rid em  
    Acquit em, when I get wit em, you can tell that I did em  
    I take em and shake em and bake em and ache em and break em  
    and rake em, you can't awake em from the comatose way I make em  
    Cause when you're messin with me -- you know what?  
    You can swallow a live grenade and you STILL won't blow up!  
    Pickin up the microphone you shouldn't dare  
    It's like bein on a Stairmaster, climbin and goin nowhere  
    You're perpetratin like you're ready and able  
    but couldn't rock a show, if the stage was a cradle  
    Your rhymes are old as an artifact, and you don't want no part of that  
    So don't even start it black  
    Anyone riffin I show them how I'm livin  
    And give them some of that treatment like my man Michael Bivins  
    I smack em up, flip em and then shove em down  
    Huh, oh I-ah-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I don't be fuckin around  
    To rip this microphone like this today  
    since eighty-seven I came a LONG, LONG way  
    To headlinin, all the way from supportin..  
    .. and I know you've been watchin me Norton!  
    Through my whole rap career, a lot of young, huh,  
    rappers sat there, and listened, a lot of young, huh,  
    rappers sat there, and wishin.. but..  
    you couldn't see the Kane with X-Ray vision  
    And just because you didn't see my crew for a few  
    A lot of people thought the Wolfpack was through  
    But if you think the Kane and Scoob and Scrap'll breakup  
    I tell you like Marvin Gaye, "wake up.. wake up.. wake up.."  
    Put it to rest, it's best to 'fess  
    Because the Kane is breakin rappers like the IRS  
    And consider this microphone the deceased  
    Now may it rest in peace  
     
    "May you rest in peace" -> 7X  
    "If this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest!" -> KRS-One

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