Big Daddy Kane - Like That Y'all lyrics

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Big Daddy Kane - Like That Y'all lyrics

[Verse One] I come from off the streets where you learn to do or die And you can't say the Bed without saying the Stuy Reputation notorious In battle victorious I ran through everyone of your boroughs Just like the Warriors Crushing my enemy In any vicinity It's either him or me So i'ma make him a memory It's not intended to be Some sort of facsimile But my identity Is kinda like number twenty-three You hope to be One day as dope as me But your softer than tissue And just as sweet as potpourri Bring on your best and watch the way I k** a few Mutilation I break them up just like syllables For any competition coming for my title Foe or rival [?] You better want it more than I do You can't be half stepping when the Kane come attack Lyrical Thundercat You don't want none of that [Chous] Like that y'all It's like that y'all It's like that X4 [Verse Two] [?] A dissing for a**ault [?] Battling salt with rappers Getting Colt 44's as I bring it to a halt That [?]gangster bullsh** as I spit the hardest song Plus, I'm born invincible just like Carter Wong When you cross the line I stick you like a porcupine Anything to make sure you never f** with mine You'd rather be A tragedy A catastrophe That has to be Drastically Delivered by your majesty You can see why You can never be fly As me The B-i-g D-a double d-y Speaking the slurred sentence From Old Gold to Guinness Still quick to run up in your mouth just like a dentist [?] Sit down in groups hear my man fat cable And kick down the doors of your f**ing rap label And put you out of business like WHT Trying to play the Kane What are you crazy? [Chorus] [Kane ad lib] Uh-huh Know what I'm saying? This Big Daddy Kane Doing the things that I do And everything you hear is Top Shelf [Verse Three] I come from out the gutter Where all of my n***as [?] Around one another Ripping flows [?] The block party favorite Who rap the craziest Cause when it comes to the mic I'm too amazing, kid You looking at a lyrical rapper That drop the [?]gatter That sounds fatter Than anybody coming near or after I stand accused For the nig that I abuse And [?] pop Langston Hughes And I never plan to lose [?] because you know how we do [?] We know peace in the crew Up on Lewis Avenue I got a whole posse that's straight Bellevue You keep faking moves You get stuck at the LQ Ain't no comparing ya Evacuate the area The stakes get scarier I don't wanna bury ya It's like a marathon the way you hear tracks [?] fear facts n***as running out their Air Max [Kane ad lib] Uh uh-uh-uh-uh To my man Cool V Good lookin' Brooklyn

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