Big Daddy Kane Lyrics

Album: Looks Like A Job For...

Rest in Peace Lyrics

One-fifty-eight Lewis Avenue 

between Lafayette and Van Buren, that was back during 

the days of hangin on my Bed-Stuy block 

with Spence and Mitch, followin my cousin Murdoch 

All the brothers were real, goin for what they feel 

By the way, peace to my man Sha and Big Neal 

Now in ninety-three I'm still bein me 

You think my 'fridgerator ain't full of Olde E? Huh 

A lot of times I get fly with a suit and a tie 

Yeah I went from rags to riches but I still rock the saggy britches 

And I don't try to act brand new 

Eatin escargots and usin words like "rendezvous" 

The ghetto life I've seen a lot overcome 

make a little money and then forget where they came from 

Livin a plastic lifestyle, you're more false than dentures 

Don't make me pull your file -- stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

So why you wanna be what you're not? 

And claim to have things that you know you ain't got 

You're just a fantasizer -- spendin all your money 

on lustrous pink oil moisturizer 

Just to make your hair curly and thin 

You say, "Black is beautiful," but then you go and bleach your skin 

Money you're worse than Yacub 

cause their are eight stages of graft and you broke down to two 

Plus you got a bad case of jungle fever 

And nmmana-nah-nah I just can't believe ya 

It's quite obvious you don't wanna be a black man 

So what's next - you're gonna join the Klu Klux Klan? 

You sold out to your race and it's a big disgrace 

You can't look your own people in the face 

You wonder why it ain't no black schools or hospitals 

You're makin millions of dollars and it's pitiful 

that you can donate to leukemia all the time 

But you can't give the Nation of Islam a dime 

They mention Muslims, you change the subject 

You can't even shake Farrakhan hand in public 

That whole busy attitude is a sham 

Umm bro, umm brother, umm.. Brougham, stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

"Change the groove and funk it up a little bit" 

I look in the mirror, at times I say, "Damn Black Caesar; 

how'd you get to be the woman pleaser?" 

Cause I remember when girls didn't notice me 

And now they wanna Come and Talk To Me like Jodeci 

It's strange, how back in the days I couldn't get with em 

Now all of a sudden the honies they wanna give me rhythm 

Well I'ma hit it, but still I show no pity 

So I hope you don't think you gonna be in my next video 

And many brothers I never even ran with 

be actin like they been hangin with me since I was a kid 

I mean just to get a piece of the action 

Man they start rememberin more times than Michael Jackson 

But I can't fade to the tag-alongs 

that want me to drag em on 

Frontin like a friend just so I can put em in 

But you cuttin yourself paper thin - stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] Yo, stop shammin! 

"Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X) 

[Kane] And I'm out