Big Daddy Kane Wrath Of Kane (live) Lyrics

Wrath Of Kane (live) Lyrics

He has arrived, at the Apollo
Big.. Daddy.. Kane!

* fans screaming
*

[Big Daddy Kane]
One two
Can I get a stand? Can I get a mic
stand?
A mic..
Aiyyo whassup y'all ready to party or what?
* fans
screaming *
We gon' groove with this one tune for y'all..

* fans
screaming *

Can I see the peace sign up in the air?
You know what
this is?
The wrath of Kane, takin over your circumfrence
Destroyin
negativity, and suckers that come with
the weak, the wack, the words,
they're poor
I thrash bash clash mash * Mister Cee scratch * and ten
more
Blow up the scenery, I reign supremer, see
You need a savior to save
ya, so lean on me
I'm playin rappers like a haunted ghost
and stomp em out
like a watered roach
I slay my pray and they decay, I blow away and throw
away
so go away, cause I don't play
Attackin like a psychopath; breakin
rappers in half
so feel the wrath.. of Kane!

The man at hand, to rule
and school and teach
and reach the blind to find their way from A to Z
And
be the most, and boast the loudest rap
Kane'll reign your domain! (YEAH
KANE!)
The heat is on, so feel the fire
Come off the empire, all the more
higher
Level of def one step beyond dope
You suckers all scope and hope to
cope but NOPE
Cause I can never let em on top of me
I play em out like a
game of Monopoly
Let us beat around the ball like an Astro
Then send em
to jail for tryin to pass Go
Shakin em up, breakin em up, takin no
stuff
but it still ain't loud enough
So Mister Cee let the volume
grow
so I can flow, now yo
Juice Crew's the family, Slick Rick's a friend
of me
and Doug E. Fresh, Stet', KRS and Public Enemy
Blase blah, you know
who you are
The red black and green, the sun moon and star
Knowledge of
Self, degree of twenty-one after
Peace in the name of I Self Lord and
Master
I come to teach and preach and reach and each
with the speech
every leecher I'm impeach
Drop science and build with math
And the dumb
deaf and blind'll feel the wrath, of Kane!

Marley Marl break it
down!

* fans screaming *

Line by line, chapter after
chapter
Like a pimp on the street, I got a rap ta
those who chose to
oppose, friend or foes I still dispose
Blow em out like afros
Too many
rappers have fronted to get a name out
Yellin and screamin and jeerin but
still came out
Off the wall as butter soft-er y'all
So you waited for
Kane, to come after all
competition, that bite and chew and crunch and
munch
to play me out position, you on a mission
But stop lyin and tryin
to front adventures
Your rhymes are more false than dentures
Freeze, as I
get warm like a heater
Bite like a mosquito, but still can't complete
a
rhyme or find the time to design a line
or phrase that pays, so you
down in rhyme
I get busy from sun to sun
Only twenty-one, untouched by
ANYONE
No one throws, bangs or blows
All foes I keep em runnin like
pantyhose
They got soft and tender, front and they'll surrender
I turned
off more lights than Teddy Pendergrass
Bring on the trial, war be my
style
but when I'm in effect, they feel the wrath, of Kane!

Alright,
pump your fists in the air like this y'all
C'mon let me see the fists in the
air
C'mon y'all
And let me hear you say yeahhhAHHHHahhhh,
c'mon
(yeahhhAHHHHahhhh)
C'mon now, yeahhhAHHHHahhhh,
c'mon!
(yeahhhAHHHHahhhh)
Everybody, yeahhhAHHHHahhhh,
what?
(yeahhhAHHHHahhhh)
yeahhhAHHHHahhhh,
c'mon
(yeahhhAHHHHahhhh)
And say hoe-oh (hoe-oh) hoe-oh (hoe-oh)
Say
yo baby, yo baby, yo
(Yo baby, yo baby, yo!)
And just throw your hands in
the air
And wave em like you just don't care
If you're gettin cash money
and not welfare
Somebody say, ooh yeah! (ooh yeah!)
Oooh yeah! (ooh
yeah)
Apollo Theater, I love y'all
Peace!