Big Daddy Kane Lyrics

Album: Looks Like A Job For...

'Nuff Respect (Remix) Lyrics

featuring Lil' Daddy Shane 

[K] Brother man, brother man 

[S] Uhh, a brother man, brother.. man, yeah! 

[K] Brother man, brother.. man, go 'head 

[S] Brother man, brother.. man, yeah! 

[K] A brother man, brother man, uhh 

[S] A brother man, brother.. man, yeah! 

[K] Brother man, brother.. man 

[S] Uh-huh, a brother man, brother man 

[Kane] 

Check it, we wreck shop, from nighttime to dawn 

It's goin it's goin it's goin it's goin 

[Shane] 

It's gone! 

Cause Lil' Daddy's like a rap helter skelter 

A bad mother.. 

[Kane] 

Chill Shane, respect your elders 

My younger one, UHH, tall and yellow 

Aiyyo, I got you covered like an umbrella 

[Shane] 

Well, I got a little rap thing I wanna breeze through 

[Kane] 

So may I release you? 

[Shane] 

Oh oh, please do 

[Kane] 

So Lil' Daddy, my ace, my brother 

Get on the mic and let's rock with one another 

[Shane] 

And, here comes the six foot four, the rough and raw 

to blow up the mic with rhymes you like 

I strike the stage in a rage and burn just like a twelve gauge 

shotgun, cause son, the Shane is not the one 

The noise bringer, humdinger, funky rhyme stinger 

Bring your girl to my show and I'ma swing her 

The Lil' Daddy got it down pat, YEAH 

I'm like the name Heavy D, I sound fat 

Word for word, line for line, UH 

I gets mine and show I'm poetically in-clined 

If rap was made by ? then redeemed because 

you ain't got no ahhhhhice creeeeeeeeam 

So take a seat in the rear 

Don't dare to compare, cause I swear, you gets nothin here 

The way you see me knock out the next brother 

You'd think my moms had a talk with LL's mother, huh 

Aiy-yi-yi-yah, momma mia 

Man I burn the next MC like gonorrhea 

Knock the boots on a girl named Althea 

Then pull her friend by the name of Maria 

[Kane] 

Well I got a little rap thing I wanna breeze through 

[Shane] 

So may I release you? 

[Kane] 

Oh oh, please do 

[Shane] 

So Big Daddy, my ace, my brother 

Get on the mic, and let's rap with one another 

[Kane] 

When I grab the microphone and shout 

You gotta spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out 

I'm ready to rip it apart, I hit em with one of the rhymes 

I'm rough in a flash, trash, bash, crash, smash slash mash 

Run for shelter, no one can help ya 

You pushed up on a heavyweight, when your rhymes are welter- 

-weight that's right, wait, because you're not fitted 

*singing* You're never gonna get it, never gonna get it 

UHH, I'm what you call a rap legend 

And definitely the last MC to be present 

Don't even try to take mines 

You fuckin new jack, you still got price tags on your rhymes 

Yo what's that sayin that Hammer says uhh 

U Can't Touch This, just like a pimple yo I'ma bust this 

I'm like Steven Segall, _Out for Justice_ 

As for competition, pssssssh, what's this? 

You're not prepared too, rappers are scared too 

Confront this, cause you know damn well you don't want this 

Some good advice is just break out 

Before I treat you like a fast food resteraunt and take-out 

As soon as I see the microphone yo I'ma, seize that 

Squeeze that, a battle, you better, freeze that 

Cause if you go through the Wrath of Kane, uhh 

Not even Lisa Fisher can ease the pain, so 

[K] Brother man, brother.. man 

[S] Uh-huh, brother man, brother.. man 

[K] Yo, brother man, brother mega-man, UHH! 

[S] A brother man, brother mega-man, yeah! 

[K] Brother man, brother man.. 

[S] Ha hah! Brother man, brother.. man, yeah! 

[K] Brother man, brother MAN, aowww! 

[S] A brother man, brother.. man 

[both] 

RUFFFFFFFFFFF!