Warm It Up, Kane - Big Daddy Kane

Come, get some, you little bum 
I take the cake but you can't get a crumb 
from the poetic, authentic, superior 
Ultimate - and all that good shit 
I'm the original, Asiatic, acrobatic 
There you have it, now get dramatic 
Creatin drama when I'm on the scene 
And I pack em in mean, like Bruce Springsteen 
I profile a style that's mild and meanwhile 
put on trial a rap pile to exile 
Make you tumble and stumble, in a rumble just CRUMBLE 
And I'm still calm and humble 
You need another helpin hand to swing on 
I stand alone, but still you gotta bring on 
your Batman and Robin, Cagney and Lacey 
Starsky and Hutch, but they still can't face me 
And if may make this one thing here clear 
that's for you not to come near, PERIOD 
So I ain't buggin or delirious 
My swift tongue's like a sword, that's how severe it is 
And I can slice and dice a Fisher Price MC 
that thought he was nice into Minute Rice 
Single-handed, I ain't with that band stuff 
Cause Cee'll scratch a record like flakes of dandruff 
And the mic I ravage, not like a savage 
but in my own way of doin damage 
As I design the genuine line 
Now who flattop rules in eighty-nine? 

Warm it up, Kane (16X) 

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Take two other men with soul that you probably know 
Deadly as Scarface, but bright as the Cosby show 
Don't attack rappers, but make everyone hush 
They step to me, but can't stop the bumrush 
I make material, rich and imperial 
The unique technique I speak is all original 
You like to sag and drag and gag 
Same old same old, but Poppa's Got a Brand New Bag 
So put the mic down boy, you can't work it 
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