So out of the MERCY of Allah
 and the LAW, written in our nature
 We call an INDIVIDUAL, into existence
 And when that individual, I make, NO apologies
 for what I'm about to say

 [Big Daddy Kane]
 Rough, rugged and real, you're on standstill
 to obey okay so let the man build
 words of rapture that you have to capture
 And I just slapped ya
 with the hand full of literature
 that's dope def fresh hype choice smooth and raw
 Rappers I replace, rub out, and erase
 Competition you must be on freebase
 Smokin or chokin, bound to be broken
 Man, get your damn hands off the mic that I'm chokin!
 Cause I got a strangehold
 You're still cold off the road for the role you stole
 Rhymes that you yell out, but you did sell out
 Crossed-over, lost over here, now get the hell out
 I'm not a pop star, rock'n'roller
 I'm a rebel, BLESSED, able to hold a
 mic like a hammer, and drop grammar
 Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body slam him
 Those who dispute get treated just like a prostitute
 They get the boot and played like a flute
 so just PLAY mute, don't even whisper
 Open your mouth to speak and I'm diss ya
 Ragtag and dog, put you in the morgue
 Because you're petty confetti and not ready to rock steady
 In other words, you're half-steppin'
 Tiptoein, get goin, because my weapon
 is not a nine, an uzi or a shotgun
 But when it come to hype rhymes I got one
 Just like the album is still the same
 _Long Live the Kane_ ain't a damn thing changed
 I still get ill and kill at will and build the skill
 to fill your grill so don't tell me you're real
 We sample beats, you sue and try to fight us
 *tchk* Maaaan, you still be home with arthritis!
 If we didn't revive em, bring back alive
 old beats that we appreciated, you wouldn't survive
 You'd be another memory to us
 Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
 So understand, the way that I live
 that's positive - and the message I got to give
 It's a benefit for you and me
 I'm talkin bout P.E.A.C.E.
 The chosen one that has turned a new leaf
 I got gold teeth, and they don't chew beef
 No pork on my fork, strictly fish on my dish
 The Kane fallin victim? *tchk* Sucker, you wish
 I flow like water, slaughter
 Put you out of order.. floored ya!
 Rappers are raggin and taggin and snaggin and braggin
 to be on the bandwagon, but I'm the Last Dragon
 With the knack to attract the pack
 so just GET BACK, I'm young, gifted and black

 And just go with the flow you know
 In the place to be with my man Marley Marl
 Sendin this out to Divine Force
 Can't forget my main man Heavy D
 And to my good brothers EPMD
 And to my man Ice-T over on the West Coast
 Can't forget Kool Moe Dee, Busy Bee, MC Lyte, the Audio Two
 I say, peace