Big Daddy Kane - Set It Off lyrics

Verse 1 Let it roll, get bold, I just can't hold Back, or fold cos I'm a man with soul In control and effect, so what the heck Rock the discotheques and this groove is what's next Attack, react, exact, the mack'll move you with A strong song, as long as you groove to this I keep the crowd loud when you're hype Do damage onstage and injure the mic As I shoot the gift MC's stand stiff While my rhymes stick to you like Skippy and Jif Feel my blood fist, or my d**h kiss The rap soloist, you don't want none of this Supreme in this era, I reign with terror When I grab the mic believe you're gonna hear a Fascinatin' rhyme as I enchant them So let's all sing the Big Daddy anthem Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an afro I entertain again and Kane'll never have no Problem, I can sneeze, sniffle and cough E-e-e-even if I stutter Imma still come off Cos rappers can't understand the mics I rip They sure enough ain't equipped, that's why they got flipped But my apparatus is up to status Don't ask who's the baddest, of course that is The maker, breaker, taker, my rhymes ache the head Put it to bed, so watch what is said Save the ba** for the pipe and rearrange your tone Or take a loss and be forced in the danger zone Cos I get ill and k** at will Teachin' a sk** that's real, you're no thrill So just stand still and chill as I build Science I drill until my rhymes fill Your head up...don't even get up The teacher is teachin', so just shut up Verse 2 Rappers, take a step back, or you will soon regret that You ever had to confront me and you can bet that I come correct, perfect, in full effect Disconnect, dissect, eject as I wreck shop Stand in command with the clan Caravan or van, we go man for man and Without further ado or any delay Mister Cee as we say, call him the DJ Mad Money Murf with the triple M Smooth the barber keepin' my flat-top trim Scoob Lover my brother, Scrap Lover my other Dancin' with the crew so allow the boys to smother The floor, and endure just for your pleasure As the microphone lord proceeds to get raw Acrobatic, Asiatic, rap fanatic I get dramatic and rhymes start flowin' automatically From me, so don't play me, obey me When asked "Who's the best?", you better say me I'm sendin' s**er MC's headin' north And if you still want some...set if off For you to cope is just a wish and a hope And if you are what you eat they're feedin' me dope Cos I'm just about as dope as dope can get Ultimate, legit, Kane is a perfect fit The king of my kingdom, completin' a cipher The lyrics I bring them keeps the crowd hyper As I release the masterpiece The groove will never cease until Kane says "Peace" So, maestro, yo, hit it Big Daddy Kane's about to come with it, cos... (I can't hold it back...)