Show & Prove (Video Version) Big Daddy Kane (Ft. JAY-Z, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Sauce Money, Scoob Lover & Shyheim)

[Intro: Slick Rick]
Bust a move, we show and prove

[Verse 1: Scoob]
Ha ha, hey hey, laugh now nigga
My man's right behind you, Kane pull the trigger
I don't play, I'm from the hill where shit is real
And I'll be on your ass like bugs on a windshield
I cut hair and you still can't get no part
You couldn't deal with Scoob if we was playing cards
But if I got beef, then it's time for code red
My gun is like a ho, it be taking mad niggas to bed
So hurry up and skedaddle
Even if you join the army, you still couldn't battle
So where you from? England, you somebody great?
You burning Scoob? "I don't think so mate"
Yo Sauce, if you're down with the groove
Get on the mic and won't ya show and provе

[Verse 2: Sauce Money]
Hey! Here I comе with a slick rap, tic-tac-toe
When I flip tracks, so gimme my dick, back
I flow to it and through it, if you ever need to wonder
How you got dope like Sauce Money, you didn't do it
I write my own with bigger hope, drink of Scope
Wrote what I figured, nope, damn, you dig a nigga doe
Rhymes too drastic, bastard, pull hookers like elastic
NBA style, fantastic!
As I get ready I'm steady, if I go crazy I'd take Eddie
If I was Fred, I think I'd have to bone Betty
Sucking and lucking, hey! Niggas I'm ducking, nay
Nada, no, never — meaning ain't no motherfuckin' way!
Rappers get gassed, come on and get fast
Try to get past when I blast and you can hand over your ass
One line and that's fear
Rappers get so damn pussy, they gotta go for a pap smear
So Shyheim, if you're down with the groove
Get on the mic, it's time to show and prove