Uhh, and uh, Prince Paul, bring me on and uh
 Aiyyo Botch, bring me on and uh
 Mad Money Murph just bring me on and uh
 Just bring me on, yo

 This is a world premier and I'm here
 A presentation beyond compare
 So MC's step to the rear as I break through
 Girls say ooh and then skip to my loo
 That means dance as I get smooth with
 Poetic perfection that you can groove with
 Just like a passenger, hurry and fasten your seatbelt
 cause I'm about to start broadcastin
 the words of wisdom, so turn up the system
 loud and clear, I don't want no one to miss one
 word to be heard never blurred or slurred
 The preferred is absurd, all the damage that's occured
 As I break MC's like a lumberjack
 Ain't no comin back, you can't get none of that
 I'm not the type of MC to be merciful
 So if your name ain't Jermaine take it personal
 Cause like a vigilante I'm gonna kill off any
 sucker MC that tries to withstand me
 With the mic in my hand I start flowin then
 all competition flee and start goin in
 the other direction, run for protection
 Cause I can burn an MC like an erection
 You're too small kid, don't get involved with
 the verbal law for the Nation of Islam
 Wisdom I speak makes your head nod
 Showin I got the power, and that's from bein born the God
 But many doubt my Knowledge of Self
 But they're just illiterate, so I don't consider it
 Feedin off poison that's pollutin their mind
 and that's the reason I don't swine
 I gotta maintain, accelerate my brain
 and god damn, it's hard being the Kane

 Give it to me! C'mon!
 C'mon! Uhh!
 Give it to me! Give it here!
 Give it to me! Yeah..

 This is the proper way man should use ink
 But you're at your brink and your rhymes are extinct
 Just like a dinosaur, but you never find a more
 cause mine'll keep sellin on wax like some kind of whore
 Let me inject this, flow of electric currency
 for all the party people preferrin me
 and spectatin like a tourist, cause you never
 saw this style of rap kickin like Chuck Norris
 But this ain't Kung-Fu, no I just brung you
 a style, that phony MC's were too young to
 digest, when I manifest, you adolescent
 So sit back, relax, be glad you had a lesson
 And this one's for your listenin pleasure
 Somethin for all the bitin MC's to treasure
 Just like a diary, for you to admire me
 before you're put in the Dead Poet's Society
 Cool as a draft, droppin math in a paragraph
 I laugh as the wrath break in half, your whole staff
 But many MC's were able to retreat
 Runnin like an athlete, but I got bad feet
 So I don't chase ya, nor do I wait to face ya
 Nah it ain't in my nature
 I just rip shop, flip-top, and watch MC's get dropped
 as I manifest in hip-hop
 Rhymes I construct are tough like a Tonka truck
 And just like lightnin they struck
 down on all the toy MC's that annoy
 That's how I build and destroy
 The poetic printer, rough rhyme inventor
 with a groove so smooth you can't help but get into
 So I'm advisin competition to flee
 cause I can bake an MC like Chef Boyardee
 Holdin my own on the microphone
 Cause I break bones just like sticks and stones
 So let it rain let it rain as I put em in pain
 God damn, it's hard bein the Kane!

 Give it to me! Get up!
 Come on! Uhh!
 Give it to me! Come on!
 Give it to me! Yeahhh

 Put in a pause, because here's the holocaust
 Above all laws, in effect and all yours
 Cause I came to blaze a taste of bass of grace
 A replace, erase the waste without a trace
 My vocabulary will just have you very
 dazed and amazed so I fear no adversary --
 that means competition
 They can't even touch this, even with ammunition
 Break out the gauge and go into an outrage
 and I'ma still blow up the stage
 Cause this is a death threat, but don't let your sweat get
 in the way of your vision don't be missin when I get set
 to go on a rampage, start a one man rage
 Total destruction as I rip up the damn stage
 And leave it in ruins from the damage that I'm doin
 to prepare the atmosphere, as I put you in
 the mood for the Smooth Operator to start this flow
 And so..
 I crushed and crushed and stomped the comp that tried
 to get fly and face the ace I put em in place
 Proceed em, retreat em, defeat em, delete em, and feed em, and eat em
 and all the rest of that good stuff, cause I don't need em
 Only one survivor can remain
 And god damn, it's got to be the Kane!

 Get up! Give it to me!
 Give it here! C'mon!
 C'mon! Give it to me!
 Uhh! Put your weight on it