Big Daddy Kane

Big Daddy Kane - Stop Shammin lyrics

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between Lafayette and Van Buren, that was back during
 the days of hangin on my Bed-Stuy block
 with Spence and Mitch, followin my cousin Murdoch
 All the brothers were real, goin for what they feel
 By the way, peace to my man Sha and Big Neal
 Now in ninety-three I'm still bein me
 You think my 'fridgerator ain't full of Olde E? Huh
 A lot of times I get fly with a suit and a tie
 Yeah I went from rags to riches but I still rock the saggy britches
 And I don't try to act brand new
 Eatin escargots and usin words like "rendezvous"
 The ghetto life I've seen a lot overcome
 make a little money and then forget where they came from
 Livin a plastic lifestyle, you're more false than dentures
 Don't make me pull your file -- stop shammin!

 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)

 So why you wanna be what you're not?
 And claim to have things that you know you ain't got
 You're just a fantasizer -- spendin all your money
 on lustrous pink oil moisturizer
 Just to make your hair curly and thin
 You say, "Black is beautiful," but then you go and bleach your skin
 Money you're worse than Yacub
 cause their are eight stages of graft and you broke down to two
 Plus you got a bad case of jungle fever
 And nmmana-nah-nah I just can't believe ya
 It's quite obvious you don't wanna be a black man
 So what's next - you're gonna join the Klu Klux Klan?
 You sold out to your race and it's a big disgrace
 You can't look your own people in the face
 You wonder why it ain't no black schools or hospitals
 You're makin millions of dollars and it's pitiful
 that you can donate to leukemia all the time
 But you can't give the Nation of Islam a dime
 They mention Muslims, you change the subject
 You can't even shake Farrakhan hand in public
 That whole busy attitude is a sham
 Umm bro, umm brother, umm.. Brougham, stop shammin!

 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 "Change the groove and funk it up a little bit"

 I look in the mirror, at times I say, "Damn Black Caesar;
 how'd you get to be the woman pleaser?"
 Cause I remember when girls didn't notice me
 And now they wanna Come and Talk To Me like Jodeci
 It's strange, how back in the days I couldn't get with em
 Now all of a sudden the honies they wanna give me rhythm
 Well I'ma hit it, but still I show no pity
 So I hope you don't think you gonna be in my next video
 And many brothers I never even ran with
 be actin like they been hangin with me since I was a kid
 I mean just to get a piece of the action
 Man they start rememberin more times than Michael Jackson
 But I can't fade to the tag-alongs
 that want me to drag em on
 Frontin like a friend just so I can put em in
 But you cuttin yourself paper thin - stop shammin!

 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] Yo, stop shammin!
 "Stop, hold-up, pause, wait" (2X)
 [Kane] And I'm out
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Publisher: Cold Chillin'

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

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