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Big Daddy Kane - How U Get a Record Deal (1993) - With Song Lyrics, Video and Free MP3 Download.


  Big Daddy Kane ~ "How U Get a Record Deal"  








Year: 1993
RecordLabel: Cold Chillin' 45128
ChartPosition: R&B #86
Album: Looks Like a Job For…
Comments: [rap]



On the Black Caesar tip, my dialogue is just like
A frank inside of a supermarket, raw dog
I`m the untouchable, never to be took out
A Sexy Mother... ooh child, Prince look out!

I`m keepin` girls of all shades on my trail
From a Sister Act down to a Single White Female
`Cause when I hit the skins they all say, "Damn Kane -
You knock out the Bush like a presidential campaign"

But if you think that lickin` toes makes me weak
You better treat me like Freddy Krueger: don`t sleep
I write raps, ready to rip and rock real rough rhymes
Run in rugged and raw, rapidly ruinin roaches

Point blank - I spell murder to a bum
All you backwards rappers - REDRUM, REDRUM!
`Cause I do em somethin` awful, break em down to a morsel
Makin` sure that you`re no longer adorable

Rappers get so quiet when I`m comin`, that if they
Shitted a dictionary, you couldn`t get a word from em
It`s sort of a tradition in Bed-Stuy to do or die
So steppin` to me is suicide

I couldn`t think of a rapper takin` mines
I feel like Ali, "I`m the greatest of all times"
Floatin` like a butterfly, stingin` like a bee
Yeah I know this ain`t boxin` but that`s still my pedigree

But as for you, you have no appeal
How you get a record deal?
Like shell-toe Adidas, ain`t a damn thing changed
The way I shoot off lyrics like a firin` range

Breakin` out in a cold sweat - the death threat
Gettin` more props than a movie set
The smooth microphone assassin, rhymes keep blastin`
Uhh, I keep the body count massive

But if you say you increased the Bodycount troop
You must admit that you joined Ice-T`s group
`Cause you ain`t hurtin` niggedy nothin`, so why you bluffin`?
Tryin` to be the new Big Daddy SOMETHIN`

But there`s only, before me, no one is ?, huh
You couldn`t come Pryor if your name was Richard
`Cause I`m the Alpha and Omega
Arm-Leg-uh-Leg-uh-Arm-Head, stayin` raw til I`m dead

And to battle me you shouldn`t even try
`Cause with wings on your tongue, you still couldn`t say nothin` fly
And I don`t care if you bring a crew
And I don`t even care if someone else writes for you

Man you could even be someone the crowd may just like but shoot
You couldn`t see me with a bifocal mic
Check my resume, Rap Masters, word up
Yo! MTV, BET, The Box and all that good stuff

And Billboard for my five year duration
And see that I got more spots than a dalmatian
Let`s get down to finish this large
You could bring on your whole squad, none of you chumps are hard

All that garbage you mumble ain`t real and seriously, seriously
How you get a record deal?

A lot of rappers today, wonder
Should I ask Kane to write rhymes for me to say?
Well you`re god damn right you should
`Cause my rhymes are like spandex, they make any ass seem good

So act like you know Baby Pop
When I riggedy rock the higgedy hip-hop non stop, as I
Freak the funk and flip the flavor to flow with the flyest
A fury full force in the flames of the fire, now

May these MC`s rest in peace
Because when I come to town, the population decrease
I leave em finished, dead and that`s that, huh
Not even Pet Semetary could bring em back

I slay my pray, A to K, I tell em like Jennifer Holiday
No no no no no noo... way!
That you could ever touch this, no you know how I feel?
I think you bought your record deal..



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