Big Daddy Kane - Looks Like A Job For...

`this Is A World Premier And I`m Here..`
	 -> _it`s Hard Being The Kane_
[big Daddy Kane]
Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt
And I Won`t Have To Do No-body Work
The Minute I Come On Stage And Take Position
A Demolition, Where Rappers Catch A Bad Decision, Huh
I Start To Swingin It, Puttin My Bad Thing In It
Soon As I Start Flingin It, Girls`ll Start Clingin It
People`ll Start Singin It, Noise Oh I`m Bringin It
To Show And To Prove To The People
The Man That Really Is The King In It
Cause I Take The Cake Like Hostess
No, Not The One You Wanna Play High Post With
Warm It Up Kane, Warm As A Snorkel
Snatch The Microphone And Do A Nigga Somethin Awful
I Give Him The Rhythm-a-jazz Pizazz Finesse And Yet
The Flavor To Jam And Slam The Land
I Flip The Script Like Nobody Can
It`s Like They Lack The Crowd To Get Live
And Raw From All The Brothers Who Smothered The Mic
They`re Frank With Force, Cause You Know, Kane Comes Off
See Me And The Mic Go Together Like Neighbors
And If That`s Too Fast, Here`s A Slower Flavor
You See.. I.. Am.. The.. Man.. To.. Stand.. Top.. Brand..
No.. Band.. At.. Hand.. And.. Yes I Can Can, Yes I Can Can
Rip The Microphone To Shreds
Buck Buck, Rough And Tuff, And A Little Bit Raggamuffin
For Havin A Rapper That Try To Battle Will Stress Me
You Shouldn`t Address Me Cause You Can`t Impress Me
So Don`t Test Me, Boy, I Say You Better Move Over
Yeah, Yeah, Huh
Many People Tried To Say I Fell Off
He Went R&b, Now His Rap Is All Soft
But If You Say That On Stage, I`ll Prove You Wrong
And Wax That Ass, Rappin Off A Love Song
Cause With The Street In All Battles I`m Still Hard
Like A Mallet, Servin Competition Like Salad
I`m Gonna Give You Some Damn Good Advice G
Break Out, Before There Be Some Sugar Honey Iced Tea
Cause Now You`re Comin In The Danger Zone
There No Man, Can Withstand, Or Hold His Own
I Burn A Rapper So Bad That It Bruise
Even If You Put A Condom On The Mic That I Use
That Won`t Protect Ya, I Still Can Effect Ya
Cause I Flip The Script, Like A Movie Director
I`m Makin The Non-believers Believe What I`m Dishin Up
And People That`s Still Fans, Will Be Air Conditioners
Why Golly Gee, I`m The Hypest
The Power To Maintain, And Sustain, Cause I`m Righteous
In Other Words, By Knowledge And Degrees
You Gotta Say God Bless, And I Don`t Mean When I Sneeze
A Black Man, You Know I Got, Soul
For Rockin The Track And Sparkin The Mic That I Hold
Not Just Been Flowin For The Fellas So For The Ladies
I Didn`t Forget You.. Mm-wah *kiss Sound*
A Lot Of Rappers Today, Know How To Flow
Also, A Lot Of Amateurs Turned Pro
But If I Ask For The Mic At Your Show
Aiyyo, I Think You Better Let It Go!
Cause I Go In A Rage On Stage
The Rap It Never Stops Til I Get My Props
And If You Don`t Know My Style, Well Look Here My Friend
You Saw _faces Of Death_?  Hehe Yeah Yeah Aight Then
I`m Tryin To Tell My Competition The Scoop
That I`m Breakin Down, Any Soloist Or Group
And Even Though, Some Of Them Try To Play Souped
When I Come On Stage, They Spread They Wings Like Troop
And Fly Away, Cause I Don`t Play
I Slay, Okay, Okay?
The King Of Combat, My Competition Scat
Pockets Stay Fat, Oh Hells Yeah, I`m Alllll That
The One They Like To Follow, Bite And Borrow
Lock Into My Style, Just Like A Rottweiler
So You Wanna Know The Meanin Of Hardcore?
Looks Like A Job For..
* Cut N Scratch `big Daddy` *