In a corner the ebony dad The one prince called Paul DBC and the Y supreme And the Stet Stet drummer Bobby The rhyme orator, no one greater Stetioneered by the console Canadian with soul This is a story yet untold But when this sh** unfolds Oh well Daddy-O i wasn't born with no silver spoon I was a girl like Brooke in the Blue Lagoon I just wanted to be What I could at the time So I devoted my time to writing real good rhymes Got challenged once, had a terrible fight My opponents family wore black the next night Put a fear in emcees the way I talk And I'm a bad mother f**er from East New York (Yo Daddy-O, guess who I seen the other day?) Who you seen (I seen Yadin) You seen Yadin? (Yah) Yo what you have to say to him man? (I said man, you still smoking that sh**?)