The Beef Is On - Big Daddy Kane
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none That goes to show you that even when you're respected Brothers'll still try ya if they think you're butt-naked So i went uptown to get the low-down To see who made the whole thing go down Word on the streets had it Some kids from the Bronx with automatics Came to start static Some new jacks at the game Tryin to get a name Had a point to prove Wrong move So I can't wait to get em all straight It's a big payback when I retaliate Steam, I gotta let it off And I can't wait to set it off To revenge my main man that's gone And as sure as my name is Kane, word is bond The beef is on (Once again it's on) (You got beef) (Once again it's on) (You got beef you better save it for the muthafuckin meat market) It's time to show them how to get hard Callin a hit squad and pull all these clown's ciddard For tryin to friddont and fiddake the middood But when I get riddude - awesome dude So I took a little trip to Brooklyn Bedstuy Do-Or-Die is where i was lookin For my boys from Roosevelt, Albany and Marcy Plus I got a posse over in Canarsie I'm talkin about ill brothers that don't play They sit around watchin 'Scarface' all day So here we go, headed up to they scene Twenty deep in a van like the A-Team We rolled up to see what this joint's about When one of my boys in the van just pointed em out So without delay we reacted And started shootin like it was target practice When they saw that we wasn't messin around One tried to run, so I had
Artist: Big Daddy Kane
Title: The Beef Is On