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Daddy Daddy tell me a story of how you took out that wack MC No Daddy, tell them how you beat down that bootlegger Daddy Daddy tell us a story![Big Daddy Kane]Heh heh, alright, alright, alright y'all OKCome on y'all, crowd around Daddy now OK? C'monY'all just sit there and listenI'ma tell you about the MCand I'ma tell you about the bootlegger, OK?Here we go childrenIt happened at a jam, some kid tried to sham on the programSo I had to silence the lamb and show him who I amSo I just set it off on my competitorFreakin the funk as I hit em with crazy metaphorsLike back up off me Dukes, because you're trippinYou better dry your cranium off, cause your brain is slippinYou beatin me is somethin that I doubtThe only way you could bake Kane is workin in a crackhouseNo man alive can withstand the Kane flowI kick so much flavor that my shoes look like a rainbowYou need a whole lot of practice, you thought that you wason the money so I took you out like taxes!Now you can Flea Off, releasin me G, easy beto keep the great MCThen I throw em I lean and mean record to sparkSo I can school that ass just like Joe Clarknext I translated, my rap is more educatedand made it complicated for him to illustrate itMy dexterity, put him in fear of meand had his mind bewildered by everything he was hearin seeThat was enough to slow his whole train of thought downSo I just speeded the pace up more than enough for him to come aroundI triple the words, when makin the rhymes, whatever the rhythmPuttin his mind in a prisonAnd oh yeah, that's how I did emThat's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HEYYYYYYYY)I was out flex, lookin cold sex in a Lex'Sippin on a Beck's, pumpin the remix of Das EFXDrive down 125th with my manAnd what did I see, bein sold at the stand?A bunch of bootleg tapes that he had claim on itSo I snatched everything with my name on itAnd give me that Kool G. Rap tape, and give me that Ice Cubeand all the Wu-Tang joints, cause they're my boys tooA man tryin to make a livin, I can't knock itBut now you tried to take money out of my pocketWord to Miz, what the problem is, is that the kidsdidn't buy it from The Wiz, they bought your shaky fibs sonow it's time to move him off the blockPass me the glock cause I might make a body rockAnd I'll break down sixteen shotsThat's One + Eight + Seven on a undercoverbootlegger, you're worse than a beggarMakin a fake profit, stop itCause I work hard for the money, to make cash flowto have another come along and take my doughNoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooSo I just told my man, aiyyothrow the tapes in the LexusThen we burned his whole stand down just like Waco, TexasAnd then I jumped on the brother, with rageCrushed his ribcage, damn did he get slayedCause I don't think he even know whatever hit himBootleggers beware, cause yeah I did emThat's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HEYYYYYYYY)Give it your best shot, bring it with all you gotAnd watch the bombs I drop just rock your knotCause it ain't wise to address meI wouldn't advise a schoolteacher to test meCause I don't just do em, I run through emAnd I don't just hurt, uh uh, I body work emLyrical torture, never could support yaFor steppin to me, agony is what it brought yaCause you never seen this type of lyrical geniusthat could never be touched, and I mean thisSo one love, I'ma leave you with the rhythmAin't no need to go off, cause yo hon know I did emThat's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HUH) that's how I did em (HAH)That's how I did em (HEYYYYYYYY)more