Chocolate City Big Daddy Kane (Ft. The Wolf Pack)

[Production by Robert Brown & DJ Clash]

[Intro: Mister Cee]
I be the cruddy one that they call the DJ Mister Cee
With the whole Wolf Pack in the place to be
Better known as the Chocolate City
So Scoob Lover, huh, are ya with me?

[Verse One: Scoob Lover]
Yo, I break punks up like a fight. Give me the mic, I'm hype
(Damn kid, you're starvin' for life)
Cause people be tellin' me, brothers be gellin' me
Tryin' to get fame from my name but they chumps and they Butt-soft
They know I'm wilder than a dog with hot sauce
A mic, a stage, a crowd, and I won't stop:
I set it off and get live like an alarm clock
People thought Scoob and Scrap was just a nickname;
Now that we rap, we sell more records than cocaine
Awww, shucks, now I'm back from the down-low
Here comes Scoob with the curly afro
No chemical reaction, no need for askin', pure satisfaction
My last name's Jackson
You slip up, I get ill -- my boot to your grill
My nine kills, I'm Big Scoob from Brownsville
The world's greatest lover, the chaaaaa-clate brother...