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    Verse 1  
    Let it roll, get bold, I just can't hold  
    Back, or fold cos I'm a man with soul  
    In control and effect, so what the heck  
    Rock the discotheques and this groove is what's next  
    Attack, react, exact, the mack'll move you with  
    A strong song, as long as you groove to this  
    I keep the crowd loud when you're hype  
    Do damage onstage and injure the mic  
    As I shoot the gift MC's stand stiff  
    While my rhymes stick to you like Skippy and Jif  
    Feel my blood fist, or my death kiss  
    The rap soloist, you don't want none of this  
    Supreme in this era, I reign with terror  
    When I grab the mic believe you're gonna hear a  
    Fascinatin' rhyme as I enchant them  
    So let's all sing the Big Daddy anthem  
    Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro  
    I entertain again and Kane'll never have no  
    Problem, I can sneeze, sniffle and cough  
    E-e-e-even if I stutter Imma still come off  
    Cos rappers can't understand the mics I rip  
    They sure enough ain't equipped, that's why they got flipped  
    But my apparatus is up to status  
    Don't ask who's the baddest, of course that is  
    The maker, breaker, taker, my rhymes ache the head  
    Put it to bed, so watch what is said  
    Save the bass for the pipe and rearrange your tone  
    Or take a loss and be forced in the danger zone  
    Cos I get ill and kill at will  
    Teachin' a skill that's real, you're no thrill  
    So just stand still and chill as I build  
    Science I drill until my rhymes fill  
    Your head up...don't even get up  
    The teacher is teachin', so just shut up  
    Verse 2  
    Rappers, take a step back, or you will soon regret that  
    You ever had to confront me and you can bet that  
    I come correct, perfect, in full effect  
    Disconnect, dissect, eject as I wreck shop  
    Stand in command with the clan  
    Caravan or van, we go man for man and  
    Without further ado or any delay  
    Mister Cee as we say, call him the DJ  
    Mad Money Murf with the triple M  
    Smooth the barber keepin' my flat-top trim  
    Scoob Lover my brother, Scrap Lover my other  
    Dancin' with the crew so allow the boys to smother  
    The floor, and endure just for your pleasure  
    As the microphone lord proceeds to get raw  
    Acrobatic, Asiatic, rap fanatic  
    I get dramatic and rhymes start flowin' automatically  
    From me, so don't play me, obey me  
    When asked "Who's the best?", you better say me  
    I'm sendin' sucker MC's headin' north  
    And if you still want some...set if off  
    For you to cope is just a wish and a hope  
    And if you are what you eat they're feedin' me dope  
    Cos I'm just about as dope as dope can get  
    Ultimate, legit, Kane is a perfect fit  
    The king of my kingdom, completin' a cipher  
    The lyrics I bring them keeps the crowd hyper  
    As I release the masterpiece  
    The groove will never cease until Kane says "Peace"  
    So, maestro, yo, hit it  
    Big Daddy Kane's about to come with it, cos...  
    [I can't hold it back

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