Big Daddy Kane - Don't Do It To Yourself Lyrics
{big scoob:}Hey yo, drop it like its hot, kane, drop it like its hotYo, pick up the microphone and gimme what you got{big daddy kane:}Hey yo, drop it like its hot, scoob, drop it like its hotPick up your microphone, its time to rock the spot(x2)(oh my god, tell me, is it really him?The legendary lyricist makin matters grim? )Because when I start to flow the results are so deadlyRappers start shakin like the legs on elvis presleySayin (its him, the great) thats how I intimidateBut I just came to get my shit off, so I give them a breakAnd pickin up the microphone after I leftIs like givin mouth-to-mouth to a corpse, a waste of breathIn other words, I dont leave no remains for you(forget the men, thats the evil that kanell do)I bring it raw, gee, too hardcore, geeThe only way you could ***** with me is in a orgyThe magnificient, none can come swifter thanCool as ? ? ? , but my skin color is differentWe got the milk and honeyMy rhymes are just like abraham lincolns face (on the money)Makin me freshest on the land, but lets not forgetThat if I rapped under water theyd be aquafreshThe best, oh yes, I guess... (wait, wait, wait, wait, wait- you said that shit in 88)Oh, I originate and create the great to dictateAnd regulate chumps and set em straightI get my point across because the boss is truly yoursThe source to the force, so put it on pauseThe one that assures applause, never took a lossStronger than some olde e quarts to a can of coorsIn other words its hazardous to your healthSo dont do it to yourself[chorus:]Dont do it to yourself, dont do itYo, you better not do it, you better not(x2)(stop right there, you better freeze, ceaseDont make me put my timberland boot to your grill pieceBig scoob from brooklyn comin through, dont start meDont make me turn your jam into a tec-9 party)Hey yo, what in the world would ever possess youTo think that you could touch meOr even try to come above meOr even think that you could flow this lovely?Nobody, and I mean nobody on this whole planet can stand itI rip it apart, and flip up the art cause Im the best, damn itI crush rappers for the hell of it, defeat, I never tell of itSo anything else you heard is irrelevant(youre not on the level) man, youre not even close to me(step to the kane) and get bagged just like grocerySo spare yourself the misfortune and proceed with cautionCause I dont just burn rappers, I torch emWith a skilled-out style thats mad dieselAnd I got hemorrhoids from shittin on so many peopleI crush those who oppose with blows to your noseWhen it comes to my crew (thats the way love goes)The chocolate city for black cesar incorporated(and all of the soft get faded)So before you step to me use your headAnd you better think about it more than special edCause trust me, kid, it aint like goin against anyone elseIm tellin you, dont do it to yourself[chorus]
