Cool V - Mr. Pitiful lyrics

[Production by Cool V] Intro: Mmm.. mmm, yeah Oh I like this I wanna tell this story A little story about umm.. .. a brother who you would think has everything goin for himself But apparently for some reason he just ain't happenin I call this brother Mr. Pitiful I wanna tell you somethin about him, check it out [Verse 1: Big Daddy Kane] The story begins in 1984 When I met the Biz Markie out in front of the store He used to tell me all the time, "Yo your lyrics is hype We got to get together and make a record of some type" I said, "Man, the hype behind Run-D.M.C. and Cool J What the f** makes you think they're gonna give us a play?" We did a few shows together, freestylin on stage Manhattan and Long Island, for Mike and Dave After that, I was convinced we can do it Until my man Biz jetted and came out with "Make the Music.." From right there, I said, "Man, this sh** is real Look at Biz in the new leather and a pair of spot bills" I got to give it to you Dukes, I was wrong Well you out there now, so put my black a** on And sure enough, huh, in about a year's time I was R-A-W, goin for mine Droppin jams that slammed on every radio program And bam, GOD DAMN, look where I am The first album, _Long Live the Kane_, it sold About umm.. AWW FUKKIT it went gold The money was comin in, yes I had done em in It wasn't quite hard for me to find a woman then Cause I was in demand for lots of fans A s**y chocolate guy in the public eye I bought myself a condo out in Queens A plush white Volvo and drove off the scene But I remained the same since I moved out For instance - drinkin Olde E and Guinness Stout And also, hangin out with the troops Most of all, takin care of Ma Dukes Then all of a sudden things started to change And many old friends started actin strange Behind my back, sayin I'm soft and a s**er Some even said, "Yo let's rob the motherf**er" And family members askin for my papers But Biz set them straight, by makin "The Vapors" Girls cryin pregnant, to get some of my green I'm like, "What the f** is this? Billie Jean?" People hara**in me, steadily askin me Dis or dat, some even had the audacity To say that I only liked light-skinned women Tchk, huh, are you kiddin? Cause I love everyone And I never act prejudiced to none But for some reason people make my lifestyle so critical That's why they call me Mr. Pitiful Outro: A few people know what I'm sayin Hmm, to the Little Daddy Shane, you know what I mean And to my man Cool V, you know what I mean To T.J. Swan, you know what I mean And to Scoob and Scrap, you know what I mean To Rob Base and E.Z. Rock, you know what I mean The Magnum Force, you know what I mean And to the playboys, you know what I mean To Shemp Shawn, you know what I mean And the F.M.C., you know what I mean Can't forget Miv, you know what I mean Godfather D, you know what I mean My man Doug E. Fresh, you know what I mean And the fifty dollar crew from Canada know what I mean But most of all I can't forget my man Biz-Mar-KIE And may I send this to A.J. Quest, Rest In Peace ??