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N****z Never Learn
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Hip-Hop/Rap
N****z Never Learn was released on May 25, 1993 by Rhino/Warner Records as a part of the album Looks Like a Job For...
album cover
Release DateMay 25, 1993
LabelRhino/Warner Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Daddy Kane
Big Daddy Kane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Hardy
Antonio Hardy
Songwriter
W.P. Mitchell
W.P. Mitchell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Daddy Kane
Big Daddy Kane
Producer

Lyrics

Things been said, plenty rumors been spread
Many, many, many new jacks got it in they head
That they can raise up on this and put the Kane in fright
Haha, yeah, right
Listen, you're just as soft as baby powder, don't let your
Mouth get you in something your rhymes can't get you outta
Some good advice is don't even come out my way
You better press up on Chucky if you're lookin' for Child's Play
'Cause I'm a grown ass man in total command
One of the best to ever be and no other can ever take a stand
When I kick a verse, the scene becomes so scary
The **** get quiet like a library
I pick up the mic like a hunter in hot pursuit
Oh, you want some of this? Then put that mic on mute
Because you'll be in more danger than Penelope Pitstop
Point blank, you get your shit dropped
I got a death blow whenever I throw
With double impact to take out the whole row
Huh, I start swingin' again and again
You'll hear so many, "Ooh, ahs," you'll think it was Boyz, the Men
I break down, shake down, proceed down
Beat down, back down, smack down, rip down
Get down, showdown, throw down, rundown
Come down
Here's a little message for your own concern
You try to press up on this and get burned
A battle with a non-believe is what I yearn
Damn, **** never learn
****, this is for your own concern, you must learn
****, this is for your own concern, you must learn
****, this is for your own concern, you must learn
****, this is for your own concern, you must learn
If you ever see a jam playin' you can bet that damn Kane
We'll make it sparkle and bubble like champagne
Dom Perignon, I'm the don of the set
And I'll bet that the girls will agree
That the B, the I-G, D-A-double-D-Y, super fly feel
Like Ron O'Neal gets ill, I got it goin' on
Word is bond, I'm more dangerous than Michael Jackson
Ah, sha-mon
So, I don't attract with the wick, wick, wack
So take a step back, you new, new, new jack
'Cause, young boy, all of your rhymes are pre-natal
Mine's are fatal 'cause I got The Hand That Rocks The Cradle
So stay in your crib-pen before you get did in
Uh, I mean done in, you gets none and
The last rapper to press upon me wrong was
Um, damn it's been that long
So competin' is not a smart decision
'Cause I start to dissin', then start dismissin'
You're tryna battle with me, well, goddamn, scram
The style that you're usin' is as old as a Trans-Am
Update yourself just like an 850
Shift see, oh, what's the use? You still can't with me
Many MCs tried their best to press up
But I guess their best wasn't good enough
I'm not Robert Townsend, but every time I speak
I'll leave a rapper's chest beatin' like he had Five Heartbeats
Knockin' out comp' like Rocky Balboa
And I make more noise than a lawnmower
For my stacks, I worked hard to earn
Being the bigger, the better, the badder, the boss
The brother to break 'em when bringin' the bomb
To blow up the Boogie Down
Damn, **** never learn
Written by: Antonio Hardy, W.P. Mitchell
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