Forget About It by Big Daddy Kane
Forget About It lyrics
Party people in the placeEmbrace the bass as I commence to pick up the paceAnd make you motivate, and accelerateCause like Tony the Tiger, I�m greeeat!Always seem to come off, hard for you somehowI mean me being wack, oh come come nowThat�s quite ridiculous, so just admit you wasThrilled, it�s on your face, and it�s conspicuousNot that you�re on this, but my performanceIs rather exquisite, so hard is itOr supremacy, that�s the perfect definitionBut rappers keep wishing to be in my positionKnow good and damn well they ain�t no competitionHuh, I gotta give it to you kid, that�s ambitionFor you to perpetrate the role of me, the Big DaddyThe Big Father, naah, don�t even botherCause that would mean you would have to teachEach and every one idiotic sonTrying to make it, you can�t fake itThe rhymes I recite are fully dressed and yours are butt nakedYour speech is weak, while my mine stands strongSo, all hail the man that�s here to live longYou know you heard this voice before somewhereAnd when I said that I�m the Kane, you said �oh yeah!�That brother that used to rhyme on stage with BizOh he�s def,� you know what time it isBut this time I�m not assisted on the microphoneMore like Patti Labelle, on my ownJust single-handed, the mic I commandedPhony MC�s don�t understand it, and itIs the real thing like the taste of CokeSo never sleep on me, better stay awokeLike a gambler in Vegas, I go for brokeTo make a long story short, yo I ain�t no jokeI take time and care in whatever I�m doingAnd when I rock a party, I make sure that you en-Joy what you�re hearing as I entertainSo hip hip hoolay, long live the KaneI got the freedom of speech to use it anyway that I choose itSo all hail to the musicOn exhibit, get with it, now here�s my ringThe original supreme being Black manPoint blank, the cream to rise supremeAs those go below like a submarineReaching and teaching a lesson that I�m givingAddressing and impressing the crowd, so how we living?Fine in mind, to decline is out of lineSo pardon this brother as I give you mineTo say I�m not, don�t even diss yourselfCause at times, I have to jump back and kiss myselfLong live the K, the A, the N, the EI say the end will beA big movement, by the time I�m throughAnd that�s coming from a Black man�s point of viewNow pardon me for just changing the issueBut all you sucker MC�s, it�s a must that I diss youThe way y�all be fronting has made me disgustedNow I�mma set you straight, so so yo yo, bust itRappers try and hang and just swear that they can partyBut the style that I�m using is just like karateSo if we ever battle you�re bound to be throughBecause I got a black belt in Rap Can DoNo I�m not Chinese, it�s just rhymes like theseThat destroy an MC with black belt degreesYou�re rocking a party, trying so hard to get looseKid sound awiiite, but I can�t taste the juiceTherefore, the job is left to meSo I get the party kicking just like Bruce LeeBut I won�t stop there, I still rock a little harderWhile the toy MC�s step and say, Sayonara!Long Live the Kane! (x2)Break it down!
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