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Artist :Big Daddy Kane
Album :Veteranz Day
Title :

Terra N Ya Era



You looking in the mouth of madnessskilled out since I had this
I'm talking bout nothing but pure D badness
My acceleration is compatible to a bima
My pockets looking greenerfrom the funky cold medina
Don't tell me bout the things that you done did cause I done did it
Don't tell me bout the skins that you done hitcause I done hit it
And once I rock thesewith a style that's cock deis
Good GodI get the crowd together like knock knees
NowI don't act hardI just mack hard
Baggin' video looking honeys with the big back yard
Yes lordgirls I'm gamin' leaving the microphone flamin'
Throwing up hip-hop signs cause that's the set that I be claimin'
Guerilla war fares for those who love to pull your card
Grimies from Fort Green to Malcolm X Boulevard
Nowif that's what you're hoping then it's the wrong things you're scopin'
I may not rap bout slittin no throats but trust me kid I'll get you open

Verse 2
Here comes a taste of the rawnesslike you never saw this
Once I grip the cordlessmy victory is flawless
Chaos and havoclyrically psychopathic
At times get pornographiclord man I gots to have it
Then I commit to hit you with this composite that's ultimate
Too legit splendid come get wit' it for your comfort
But then sloppilyrappers try to copy me
Take pieces of my propertyand use it all unproperly
And probablybeen focusing a while to copy my style
But child what I'll compile is too versatile
I'm too superiorit's sort of like comparing a
Spanking new Desert Eagle to a rusty little derringer
But skip the toollet's try to deal here with the jewel
That I'm droppin on younow let me take you all to school
You seeto graduate in hip-hop you must be smart
And no you don't have to know how to paint to make your rhymes a form of art
Poetry and literature is what makes this English fanatic
Now dig thisI drop science but still deal with mathematics
And since I don't be dealing with what's considered a mystery
I learned the dead presidents to pass American History
Got my degree in rapology
Hip-hop had to set me freelook moma real emcee
So you want yours nowwell don't get caught with your drawers down
Cause word lifethis industry is half corrupt just like the Dogg Pound

Verse 3
Rap godfather
Oh goodness graciousyou better make it spacious
For the vivaciousostentatiouswho feel courageous?
I put it on them using my tongue as a sword
But at times get broader than broad for those who insist to get floored
Whatever it takes to see your nerve goneand word born
Black Caesar gonna get his swerve on
My name should be referred to in medical terms
Cause I get way up in the cut and I'm talking way worse than germs
You like to chase it playin catch like Tom & Jerry
But on the contraryI'd rather sip the Dom Peri
Lay back in harmonybecause it's so bizarre to see
That all the hard core rappers are slowly turning R&B
Well pardon meyou contradict yo'selfI see you not perfect yo'self
You like that type music yo'selfstick yo'self
What happened to black men of pride ‘nuff men have died
Nowadays what's been appliedin hip-hop is genocide
That's when the rappers go get the clappers
Can't you see they trying to strap us just to trap usgood god it's backwards
One nation under a groovethat's how we move
It's time to teach the youth get it together show and prove
Me no run with the gun or speak of none for action
When you get done scream I'm the oneit looks like an illusion
I deal with equality so never call my brethren son
Yes monme got mad flava just like jerk chicken

 



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