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Set it off kane (go, go) get (go, go)
* 8x *

[big kane]
Who's that smooth fellow flowin to tune?
* mister cee scratches "big daddy" * back so
The fact is, I left
Cause I'm and my rhymes keep blastin
Soon as I pick up the pen and it to paper
the beginning
And for you filthy mc's, that's the ending
Cause when I grab the microphone just a gun
You them doo-run-run-run, them doo-run-run
Heh, I'm not your ordinary
None'll at this, as far as raps, pssh,
I'm takin of this
I work the like a slavehand
And keep the girls screamin like captain caveman
I did at the same arena that held ike and tina
And the chi-lites, song have you her
me on after jennifer holiday, ain't no thing
Because I still come off, the fat lady sings

Set it off kane, get
* 4x *

[big daddy
Here we go, style
That the second time around so pump the sound
As I to bless the mic and strike the stage
Enraged arouse the crowd to jump and pump their
And twist their waists with grace and clap and
And move and groove cause I'm still, so,
If you compare the big to a caddy
I'd be an allante, suave as
Interplanetary and extraordinary (hmm, about poetic? )
Mmm, very!
I've heard it said that I was the ultimate
Welllll.. maybe a little bit
And I'll explain to them
That this don't even to them
To try to flow like this crack your cranium
So to the rear and let the prince of spark this
Like a vampire, bloodthirsty, uhh, mercy

Set it off kane, get
* 4x *

..

daddy kane]
As we enter into the third half, for this
I wanna take all of the people that's leaping along with tune
To another plateau they been too -- as I continue
somethin funky to get into
Give me a brown, funkadelic, or prince beat
And watch me turn the microphone to meat
I tear the roof off the mother as soon as my pucker
I'm a bad mother *tweet!!*

Set it off kane, get
* 8x *

[kane] I'm a man!