Big Daddy Kane

Big Daddy Kane - In The Pj's lyrics

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[Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Check it out, check
 Aiyyo, we gonna send out to all the projects out there
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Yknahmsayin? Like Roosevelt Projects, Marcy Projects
 We gon' send it to Fort Greene, L.G.
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Better yet, all the projects in Brook', no
 all the projects on the East Coast
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Now when we come to Church Street South
 Yknahmsayin? Canal Street there in Durham, North Carolina
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Streets of Crooklyn, and all the great streets
 Everyone everywhere! Sounds like everywhere around the universe
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Yknahmsayin? All the projects, yknahmsayin?
 We sendin this out to everybody, this one here
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Now do you understand me?
 We gonna set it off one time, dig the flavor y'all
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 [Kane] Ha hah hah!

 [Big Daddy Kane]
 Livin in the world of ghetto life
 Shot with the gun, get you cut with the knife
 That's the story yo, the way the peeps like to move
 No fakin the funk, it's all about how to show and prove
 Some get to make it through life livin legal
 The others gotta try to survive, doin the evil
 that men do, peace to every hood that I been through
 I even got love for my homies in South Central
 But to the East my brother, cause that's where I stay at
 Runnin through the streets like a stray cat
 Like that Good Times show it makes me go
 hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
 Up in the projects, it gets no ILLER
 With true gue-RILLAS, and stone cold KILLERS
 It seems that every night, you get to hear the fireworks
 As much as I hate, to see my people die or hurt
 it's just a street mentality, a reality
 Neighborhood warfare, that brings home casualties
 And just because I moved out the residence
 It don't mean that I can't represent

 Chorus: Kane   "Yeah! Yeah!" - chanted in back throughout

 So to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 Let me know you're out there
 To my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 Let me know you're out there
 And to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 And let me know you're out there
 Ah to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air
 [Rick] "For all of y'all.."
 And let me know you're out there

 [Big Daddy Kane]
 I'm runnin mob deep around the way
 It's me and the crew, we're tryin to map out the day
 Yo what's the haps on how we gettin snaps?
 Are we gonna shoot some cee-lo, or play a game of craps?
 Matter fact, Shane, ring the intercom
 And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms
 Tell her to throw it out the window if she got it to spare
 Cause the elevator's broke, and I ain't checkin for the stairs
 And do me a solid, run to the store shorty
 And pick me up some Olde E, but not a 40
 Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can knock it out fast
 to make the coldness last

 [Scoob]
 And while you at man see where'd your friend go (word)
 He shoulda been back a HOUR ago with the indo (yeah)

 [Big Daddy Kane]
 And meet us in the back park to get sparked
 So I can be toasted by time it gets dark
 Aiyyo Jay, I see that bulge in the back of your jeans
 Hope that's the God U Now, know what I mean?
 Cause if somebody brings the noise, I'ma make it a silent movie
 So take the safety off the toolie
 Cause I don't want no beef, NAHHHHH BABY
 The only thing I wanna do is PARRRRRRLAY
 Peace and harmony is what I relate to
 But damn man, drama's just in the nature

 Chorus

 [Big Daddy Kane]
 I send this out to the homies in the hood
 That stood by my side, to help a brother do good
 Just like SWV you was Right Here
 Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah we in there
 From all thugs that flex with all the muscle
 down to the brothers, that got a swift hustle
 Like good golly Miss Three Card Molly, a neat trick
 where people get beat quick
 Wanna see a sweet vic?

 [card shark]
 Jackety Jack, blackety black
 You get nuttin back, and that's a fact
 The sweetest game I ever seen
 All you gotta do is find the red queen
 Just point to it, can anybody point to it?
 I play by the point of the finger of the hand
 "The one in the middle! The one in the middle!"
 That's black, you get no money back!

 (Kane: Aww man! See, I told you!)
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: MCA Records

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Released in: 1994

Language: English

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