[Intro]
Dr. Harrah, is Mr. Kane loose in this hospital?
In the morgue I think, doctor
I specifically told Dr. Riley to suspend him
Aw, yeah
We gon' pump this up one time
As we set it off a little like this, kick it
Pump it up now (It's a Big Daddy thing)
As we send this out to New York City
Can't forget the posse down in Philly
Also in Detroit (It's a Big Daddy thing)
Chicago, Atlanta, GA
Sendin' this out to Miami (It's a Big Daddy thing)
Tampa, can't forget Virginia and North Carolina
LA and Oakland (It's a Big Daddy thing)
And the rest of the world as we go a little somethin' like this (It's a Big Daddy thing)
[Verse 1]
Let it rain, let it rain, be put it pain
With nothin' to gain under the wrath of Kane
'Cause you can't maintain, I drained every brain
To leave a stain plain to remain in my lane
Or path or road, until the next episode
Let the B-I-G D-A-double-D-Y explode
Just like a bomb in Vietnam, so hit the alarm
Or be funky like a underarm
And allow me to show how the microphone
Should flow, now, competition bow
To me like a Buddha, the teacher, the tutor
They come a dime a dozen but the Kane look cuter
And I ain't about that slouchin' or crabbin'
So save it, 'cause that's one thing I ain't havin'
Because the purpose I serve is to please ya
Rhymes will ease ya like Milk of Magnesia
So bust a pimp without a limp
And I crush any wimp that would try to attempt to, um
Get loose, now put a boost and use to chill
The comp to Kane, I picked Beetlejuice
Dr. Harrah, is Mr. Kane loose in this hospital?
In the morgue I think, doctor
I specifically told Dr. Riley to suspend him
Aw, yeah
We gon' pump this up one time
As we set it off a little like this, kick it
Pump it up now (It's a Big Daddy thing)
As we send this out to New York City
Can't forget the posse down in Philly
Also in Detroit (It's a Big Daddy thing)
Chicago, Atlanta, GA
Sendin' this out to Miami (It's a Big Daddy thing)
Tampa, can't forget Virginia and North Carolina
LA and Oakland (It's a Big Daddy thing)
And the rest of the world as we go a little somethin' like this (It's a Big Daddy thing)
[Verse 1]
Let it rain, let it rain, be put it pain
With nothin' to gain under the wrath of Kane
'Cause you can't maintain, I drained every brain
To leave a stain plain to remain in my lane
Or path or road, until the next episode
Let the B-I-G D-A-double-D-Y explode
Just like a bomb in Vietnam, so hit the alarm
Or be funky like a underarm
And allow me to show how the microphone
Should flow, now, competition bow
To me like a Buddha, the teacher, the tutor
They come a dime a dozen but the Kane look cuter
And I ain't about that slouchin' or crabbin'
So save it, 'cause that's one thing I ain't havin'
Because the purpose I serve is to please ya
Rhymes will ease ya like Milk of Magnesia
So bust a pimp without a limp
And I crush any wimp that would try to attempt to, um
Get loose, now put a boost and use to chill
The comp to Kane, I picked Beetlejuice
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