[Big Daddy Kane]



Huh, Huh, Huh



Mister Cee, Are You Wit Me, Uhh



Mister Cee, Are You Wit Me, DIG IT




Gangster Or Prankster, Define Yourself, Huh



And Put That Rough Talk On The Shelf



You Talk All That Robbery Shit, But It's Lame



You Wouldn't Steal First Base At A Baseball Game



Never Sold Drugs, You Never Was A Thug



But You're Talking Ying-yang Like As If You're In A Gang



I Mean For Goodness Sake



The Only Beef You Ever Had Was A Sirloin Steak



You Wanna Question Me And All The Words I Say



Well, You Can Bring The Noise Any Fuckin Day



I Rock A Rugged-a-ruff Rhyme To Besiege Ya



And If I See You At A Party, Put Up Your Dickbeaters



By Time I Get Through Wreckin Your Jaw



You Be Callin Patti LaBelle And Barry White Hardcore



Why Should I Give Up For Gangster Contrast



When I Can Rap About Gettin Some Ass



To Prove That I'm A Gangster Only Brings Me Trouble



But The Proof That I'm A Lover * Sound Of A Zipper *



It's That Easy But Still You Insist (yeah)



That I Do This (what?)