[Verse 1: Big Daddy Kane]
You in the perils of the lyrical heroes
That rule just like the pharoahs
Robert Dinero's got it covered just like sombreros
Seek shelter, here comes the warpath
Anyone who's tryin' to reign, I change the whole forecast
If I slip, half a herd he learned
This murder he earned turned his body to third-degree burns
You're purely pathetic, I won't let it
And once I set it, the after-party's in the paramedics
Vultures, come back when you get older
Talkin' like you're grown, you cats is small soldiers
Enough of them as the god muscle in, it's puzzlin'
You couldn't carry weight if you was hustlin'
Style ain't even decent, them not gonna squeeze none
Please dun, give me one reason
What I, say in a verse will be slayin' you worse
As I wet 'em up just for the sake of obeying my thirst
Anytime, anywhere, without any fair
I'll do it with any hair, what the deal, ain't he there, wha wha what ??
What I do will be crucially brutally
Usually legal and rippin' stupidly, ain't nothin' new to me
What I spit attract felons, crack melons
Leave the chickenheads back swellin'
Game tight with the way I'm livin'
I bag birds and I stuff 'em like Thanksgiving
My bad self, get more love than tennis from New York to Venice
Black as a Guinness here to represent, it's the lyrical menace
To win The Apprentice, if your heart shows stealth
You better watch yo' self before I stop yo' health
'Cause any props here baby, you ain't gettin'
You better recognize, the true and livin'
You played yourself fast, put two quarters in your ass
What I meant, arcades done went up to fifty cent
You in the perils of the lyrical heroes
That rule just like the pharoahs
Robert Dinero's got it covered just like sombreros
Seek shelter, here comes the warpath
Anyone who's tryin' to reign, I change the whole forecast
If I slip, half a herd he learned
This murder he earned turned his body to third-degree burns
You're purely pathetic, I won't let it
And once I set it, the after-party's in the paramedics
Vultures, come back when you get older
Talkin' like you're grown, you cats is small soldiers
Enough of them as the god muscle in, it's puzzlin'
You couldn't carry weight if you was hustlin'
Style ain't even decent, them not gonna squeeze none
Please dun, give me one reason
What I, say in a verse will be slayin' you worse
As I wet 'em up just for the sake of obeying my thirst
Anytime, anywhere, without any fair
I'll do it with any hair, what the deal, ain't he there, wha wha what ??
What I do will be crucially brutally
Usually legal and rippin' stupidly, ain't nothin' new to me
What I spit attract felons, crack melons
Leave the chickenheads back swellin'
Game tight with the way I'm livin'
I bag birds and I stuff 'em like Thanksgiving
My bad self, get more love than tennis from New York to Venice
Black as a Guinness here to represent, it's the lyrical menace
To win The Apprentice, if your heart shows stealth
You better watch yo' self before I stop yo' health
'Cause any props here baby, you ain't gettin'
You better recognize, the true and livin'
You played yourself fast, put two quarters in your ass
What I meant, arcades done went up to fifty cent
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