Big Daddy Kane - Just Rhymin Wit Kane lyrics

[Just Ice] Just Ice The immortal Come on As we move [DJ Premier scratches] "The flow pro poetical with sk**s only a vet'll know" [Just Ice] Just Ice international [DJ Premier Scratches] "Me and my crew, we run rampant" "Ain't no mystery or fantasy" "The flow pro poetical with sk**s only a vet'll know" "Just Ice" [Just Ice] Caution, red alert, time to do work Mammy with the wet lips sippin on some crist' And em Over there, honey drinking belvedere Smoking blunts everywhere sayin peace to Premier Yeah, a** shakin, get this thing poppin Ass for the takin, got that sh** rockin b**hes one side, n***as on the next We thinkin about cake, they talkin about s** I'm talkin toastas and roastas, ain't always tryin to pose I'm gettin closer and closer that gun push your nose up Y'all feel, me feel me, even if you can't see me From the streets to the beat, let it go, yo watch me freak Okay, here's the final round, this is how it goes down I got six loaded clips, sick corroded clips Double dare everywhere, Hennesey and the Cris' We gettin drunk and smoked out whole room gettin choked out Hydro and a flow, this b**h wanna toke but nope Stay strong, nothing love of my team The part I play is strong, but we got to get the cream By any means we stay doin our thing Motherf**ers so dumb they can't figure where it's coming from They got schools wrong, all they do is pull triggers All they do: dig out b**hes, some even diggin n***as What the f**? The rap game changin everyday Hard rocks walk away, now this sh** is turning gay All I say, you come hear it with me, you get your sh** broke the f** up Your cap get twisted, I spit it Just Ice, colossus, immortal Any time that I come I got some bangin' sh** for you So y'all just chill, sit back relax That real motherf**er is back, that's a rap Gangsta [DJ Premier scratches] "Me and my crew, we run rampant" "Ain't no mystery or fantasy" "The flow pro poetical with sk**s only a vet'll know" "Just Ice" "Me and my crew, we run rampant" "Ain't no mystery or fantasy" "The flow pro poetical with sk**s only a vet'll know" [Big Daddy Kane] Look, I'm from the streets where them kids like clapping Corner stores sell the midnight dragon Got right out the game and had to get right back in Any day, sh** might happen And that be on the real, cats be on your heels Gats be on reveal I got n***as that seen trial I got some n***as about to walk the green mile Up in the penal Meanwhile i try to excel deeper Make my pockets smell sweeter With cheddar spreading more than velveeta Make sure you flip the dough In the the two triple o Come through sip the Mo' I be that true gigolo See me gettin a** in the ride Scrub style from the pa**enger side You askin to die? sh**, couldn't f** with this on your best night I scream let's fight n***as turn transvestite And don't dress right When the red light is pointed at your chest sight You just might, wanna check your vest tight, n***a [DJ Premier scratches] "Me and my crew, we run rampant" "Ain't no mystery or fantasy" "The flow pro poetical with sk**s only a vet'll know" "Just Ice" "Me and my crew, we run rampant" "Ain't no mystery or fantasy" "The flow pro poetical with sk**s only a vet'll know" "Just Ice"