Big Daddy Kane

Big Daddy Kane - Brother Man Brother Man songtekst

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[K] Brother man, brother man
 [S] Uhh, a brother man, brother.. man, yeah!
 [K] Brother man, brother.. man, go 'head
 [S] Brother man, brother.. man, yeah!
 [K] A brother man, brother man, uhh
 [S] A brother man, brother.. man, yeah!
 [K] Brother man, brother.. man
 [S] Uh-huh, a brother man, brother man

 [Kane]
 Check it, we wreck shop, from nighttime to dawn
 It's goin it's goin it's goin it's goin

 [Shane]
 It's gone!
 Cause Lil' Daddy's like a rap helter skelter
 A bad mother..

 [Kane]
 Chill Shane, respect your elders
 My younger one, UHH, tall and yellow
 Aiyyo, I got you covered like an umbrella

 [Shane]
 Well, I got a little rap thing I wanna breeze through

 [Kane]
 So may I release you?

 [Shane]
 Oh oh, please do

 [Kane]
 So Lil' Daddy, my ace, my brother
 Get on the mic and let's rock with one another

 [Shane]
 And, here comes the six foot four, the rough and raw
 to blow up the mic with rhymes you like
 I strike the stage in a rage and burn just like a twelve gauge
 shotgun, cause son, the Shane is not the one
 The noise bringer, humdinger, funky rhyme stinger
 Bring your girl to my show and I'ma swing her
 The Lil' Daddy got it down pat, YEAH
 I'm like the name Heavy D, I sound fat
 Word for word, line for line, UH
 I gets mine and show I'm poetically in-clined
 If rap was made by ? then redeemed because
 you ain't got no ahhhhhice creeeeeeeeam
 So take a seat in the rear
 Don't dare to compare, cause I swear, you gets nothin here
 The way you see me knock out the next brother
 You'd think my moms had a talk with LL's mother, huh
 Aiy-yi-yi-yah, momma mia
 Man I burn the next MC like gonorrhea
 Knock the boots on a girl named Althea
 Then pull her friend by the name of Maria

 [Kane]
 Well I got a little rap thing I wanna breeze through

 [Shane]
 So may I release you?

 [Kane]
 Oh oh, please do

 [Shane]
 So Big Daddy, my ace, my brother
 Get on the mic, and let's rap with one another

 [Kane]
 When I grab the microphone and shout
 You gotta spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out
 I'm ready to rip it apart, I hit em with one of the rhymes
 I'm rough in a flash, trash, bash, crash, smash slash mash
 Run for shelter, no one can help ya
 You pushed up on a heavyweight, when your rhymes are welter-
 -weight that's right, wait, because you're not fitted
 *singing* You're never gonna get it, never gonna get it
 UHH, I'm what you call a rap legend
 And definitely the last MC to be present
 Don't even try to take mines
 You fuckin new jack, you still got price tags on your rhymes
 Yo what's that sayin that Hammer says uhh
 U Can't Touch This, just like a pimple yo I'ma bust this
 I'm like Steven Segall, _Out for Justice_
 As for competition, pssssssh, what's this?
 You're not prepared too, rappers are scared too
 Confront this, cause you know damn well you don't want this
 Some good advice is just break out
 Before I treat you like a fast food resteraunt and take-out
 As soon as I see the microphone yo I'ma, seize that
 Squeeze that, a battle, you better, freeze that
 Cause if you go through the Wrath of Kane, uhh
 Not even Lisa Fisher can ease the pain, so

 [K] Brother man, brother.. man
 [S] Uh-huh, brother man, brother.. man
 [K] Yo, brother man, brother mega-man, UHH!
 [S] A brother man, brother mega-man, yeah!
 [K] Brother man, brother man..
 [S] Ha hah! Brother man, brother.. man, yeah!
 [K] Brother man, brother MAN, aowww!
 [S] A brother man, brother.. man

 [both]
 RUFFFFFFFFFFF
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Cold Chillin'

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1993

Taal: Engels

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