Letra

Hmm, yeah this sound kinda funky This sound real funky I'mma get busy on this man with um, let's see Like 8 bars, then I want you to come in with a scratch- What?! Nah man, we ain't havin' that! Just trip, I'm tired of every record we do I gotta be jiggin-jiggin this jiggin-jiggin that You know what I'm sayin'? Yo, it's time for me to get busy on the mic by myself On the solo tip, you know what I'm sayin'? So yo, yo step back and let me show you how a real DJ rocks As I kick it like this A DJ gets no damn credit Don't look at me funny Kane cause yeah I said it I'm always in the background Supplyin' the sound, but my props is yet to be found Besides when you're kickin' a rap The only other people you can see is Scoob and Scrap So ya'll get the girls okay But I bet you wasn't gettin' skins scratchin' for Shante And the first time a record skips You catch an attitude and always tryin' to flip Now ain't that a bitch I swear one of these days I'm gonna pull the power switch 'Cause I'm always breakin' my neck 10 in the mornin' you were sleepin' on my sound check And when it's time for the show I'm supposed to go (Big Daddy) (Hell no) Am I a man or a machine? Or just a fat kid who don't supposed to be seen? Don't you know you wouldn't be so amazin' If I wasn't helpin' you out You black raisin And you got the nerve to try to complain Makin' a record sayin' "it's hard bein' the Kane" Hmph, but all you gotta do is rap Try carryin' some console cases on your back Well, I'm through with breakin' my neck Until you learn to show your DJ some respect Because without me you'd be butt-naked So from now on, spin your own damn record Now put your weight on that shit here Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) I'm outta here
Writer(s): Antonio M. Hardy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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