Hurt me, baby (that's right)
 That-that-that funk
 That-that-that-that-
 That-that's-that's funkdafied-like fonk
 That's that retarded-like fonk
 Like you put your armpits in a drum machine
 Good God
 Break me off some of that
 Come on

 Easy Mo, just let the beat rock from your sweet stock
 To bounce the complete block, make everyone on the street flock
 To this here rhymthm, music'll hit em, get em, my lyrics'll fit em
 When I get with em, girls I'm in em, smokin like bags of ism
 The one that keep amazin y'all, don't even know who you're facin, pa
 The Kane has flipped more tracks than a racing car
 The one who created it and many others imitated it
 I heard your rap style, kid - hated it
 Let me show you how, look here, now check my style
 What I spit out, it'll raise your brow, make you say wow
 Ba-da-bow-bow, come on, now let's get down
 And sway, sway when you hear the music play
 Hip-hop hooray, this is what I want you to say
 Hey

 I'm in love with Big Daddy Kane
 He makes the party swing
 He turns the mother out
 And rips apart things

 Then I go...

 Da-da-da-da-da
 Yeah, I like the way it sound
 And I love the way it's goin down
 Da-da-da-da-da
 You know I like the way it sound
 And I just love the way it's goin down

 Now, what's this b.s. you're sayin?
 And don't try to act like Martin now with all that 'i was just playin'
 No need to grief or mourn cause now the beef is on
 Boom-bow-boo-bow-bow - kid, your teeth is gone
 Just cause you rap that don't mean that you catchin wreck with me
 You step to this, I give you mic-o-vasectomy
 I only know one person that can come next to me
 No, that's a tattle
 Cause I can't count my own shadow
 A battle? I gots to have it
 Unless you're gonna rob me like they give Riddick a win for Chavez
 Cause tryin to go against the Kane rappin
 Is like a pimp tryina pull a nun - ain't nothin happenin
 Clear the way for the one, champion, true black don
 Gun gettin the job done take a look, hon
 Back up, son, you know you can't get none
 Come on, I'm on a whole other level of rap
 And it's like that, now show me where the party at

 Da-da-da-da-da
 Yeah, I like the way it sound
 And I love the way it's goin down
 Da-da-da-da-da
 You know I like the way it sound
 And I love the way it's goin down

 The B-I-G D-A-D-Y, no, back up and add another D
 Come back to the K to the A to the N to the E
 Live from New York, the one and only
 I give it to you raw for my homies
 And to the ladies: I take em lookin somethin fine
 It don't mind if we bump 'n grind
 If you're with me, jump in line
 Because if in my wallet I can find one prophylactic
 Then you better believe, girl, that you're gonna get your ass dicked
 Hard type of rappers extinct like a dinosaur
 The kind you saw rhyme before
 But now you never find no more
 Steppin to the Kane with some drama to be startin
 Because I put em all on ice like Tonya Harding
 Back up, boy, I got the whole convoy
 Rollin with me on a mission that's to seek and destroy
 So, to all the people that's been tryin to talk about me
 You better change your name to 5000 cause you're Audi
 And if you bring on your crew, I'm steppin to them too
 Just put the beat on and watch how I swing through
 The groove, with more style than a backstroke
 Drivin past my competition like cab drivers do black folks
 That's the way I move, I always stayed a Smooth
 Operator with data watin for you to play a groove
 To turn it out without a doubt and show what I'm about
 Good lookin, Brooklyn, yeah, we in the house