Big Daddy Kane

Big Daddy Kane - Cameo Afro lyrics

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[Big Daddy Kane:]

A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also

Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo

Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho-

Bound to grasp, Samurai, on what they call each other

Erasing all errors, get worked to pall bearers

I'm talking caskets, coffins, I'm the bastard swordsman

That cause the loss of massing organs

Fear factor, here after, disaster

Climb like the stairmaster, coming through, clear a path of

The raw aggression, that'll take your best on

You start talking tephlon, then you switch to Revlon

Nigga, choose ya weapon, hope you got your vest on

Talking Superman shit, when you ain't got ya S on?

Heh, get ahead of who never, your skills too technical

Leave nothing left for you, but residue, the state of vegetable

The mad swagger, do flaunt it, my dick and you want it

Only question now, is "nigga, who want it?"

Cause once trouble said (like that) trouble dead

Boy, don't make me have to pull out this double edge

A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also

Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo

Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho-

Tel, to get a good night's sleep, I'm keeping in step

Do I come off? Yup



[GZA:]

My sword crash through your breastplate, splash the blood on your scared face

Drops leave your trail in the snow, showing the clear trace

Behind a punctured steel, they bodies rot

Arm and leg missing, head laying near the chopping block

An experience, that shattered ya spine, break spirits

Same shit that fucks with ya mind, you hate to hear it, nigga

Def man world is silent, he hears nothing

But we punish those who play dumb, years bluffing

Floods and bloodbaths, up on elevator shafts

Many rivers choke and body will float it like raft

Spark wires from auto-fire, verbal and slang with gats

Screws filled with casualties, wherever the tanks was at

Conflict iminent, prelimenary attack

Everyone's a target, so cemitaries are packed

A solid nigga, drink liquids and gas you up

Hit you with a stupid flying drug, then pass ya cup



[Chorus x2: Suga Bang Bang]

Why, you trying to test me swordplay, when I'm sharp in every way

This life I live, I'll do it, all by myself
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