Lyric Daddy s Home
Intro: Big Daddy Kane
"You know daddy s home.."
Yeah baby! Get them sounds up Action
Alright L.G. baby make the track move one time
"You know daddy s home.."
Uh-huh, now dig this here right
Now I can remember one time I said,
"It s eighty-eight, time to set em straight right?" (word up)
What we gotta do is see what we got in store for ninety-four
as I continue to give you more
"You know daddy s home.."
This is how we gonna try to bring it to you one time
Uhh, and I go, and I go
"You know daddy s home.."
[Big Daddy Kane]
Peace peace y all, don t eat grease y all, huh
A Brooklyn nigga representin the East y all, come follow me now
I get down for my crown with new found wreck
and bring the noise like I m comin to soundcheck
The stage is clear for me to rock it
So I snatch the mic like a Brooklyn nigga does a pocket
Clear the throat, to perform the art
to treat the stage like a movie ticket and rip it apart
Watch the crowd burst from lyrics that I say
to make the brothers get ill, and by the way Dukes
If that s your girl in the corner stay up on her
cause I ve been watchin the morgue, then the Korean store owner
(Whoo!) Mack man number one, you know how I move
You d think that I d be shavin my rhmes, cause they d be so smooth
Mr. Wonderful and all of that gun to pull shit
that you be talkin nigga don t even run the bull
Cause if I roll on you kid, I do the body rude
like the cops did on ummmmmm.. that Rodney dude
Peep it!
Chorus: repeat 4X (except last line 4th time)
"welcome to a new Terrordome
When I come to roam you know daddy s home.."
Watch out now!
[Big Daddy Kane]
Just like Sylvester it s still on, get it?
still, on, fukkit, let s move along
I rip shop, in hip-hop, to sew it like a ziplock
to get props, in this spot, look at me at the tip-top
The kid got, to get hot, you thought that I would flip-flop
or drop-drop, but ummmmmmmmmmmm.. I did not!
They say, "Kane you re old school out here!"
I said, "I guess I got left back, cause I ain t goin nowhere"
The Kane will remain in this domain
to reign again when I entertain
Cause when it comes to lyrics, I got plenty black
I m so god damn dope, I sell rhymes in a twenty sack
The microphone pusher man but not drug related
Hip-Hop orientated, keepin you captivated
Mr. Cee cuts, I linger through em, Larry is singin to em
And oh me, I just bring it to em
Chorus *fades out*
"You know daddy s home.."
Yeah baby! Get them sounds up Action
Alright L.G. baby make the track move one time
"You know daddy s home.."
Uh-huh, now dig this here right
Now I can remember one time I said,
"It s eighty-eight, time to set em straight right?" (word up)
What we gotta do is see what we got in store for ninety-four
as I continue to give you more
"You know daddy s home.."
This is how we gonna try to bring it to you one time
Uhh, and I go, and I go
"You know daddy s home.."
[Big Daddy Kane]
Peace peace y all, don t eat grease y all, huh
A Brooklyn nigga representin the East y all, come follow me now
I get down for my crown with new found wreck
and bring the noise like I m comin to soundcheck
The stage is clear for me to rock it
So I snatch the mic like a Brooklyn nigga does a pocket
Clear the throat, to perform the art
to treat the stage like a movie ticket and rip it apart
Watch the crowd burst from lyrics that I say
to make the brothers get ill, and by the way Dukes
If that s your girl in the corner stay up on her
cause I ve been watchin the morgue, then the Korean store owner
(Whoo!) Mack man number one, you know how I move
You d think that I d be shavin my rhmes, cause they d be so smooth
Mr. Wonderful and all of that gun to pull shit
that you be talkin nigga don t even run the bull
Cause if I roll on you kid, I do the body rude
like the cops did on ummmmmm.. that Rodney dude
Peep it!
Chorus: repeat 4X (except last line 4th time)
"welcome to a new Terrordome
When I come to roam you know daddy s home.."
Watch out now!
[Big Daddy Kane]
Just like Sylvester it s still on, get it?
still, on, fukkit, let s move along
I rip shop, in hip-hop, to sew it like a ziplock
to get props, in this spot, look at me at the tip-top
The kid got, to get hot, you thought that I would flip-flop
or drop-drop, but ummmmmmmmmmmm.. I did not!
They say, "Kane you re old school out here!"
I said, "I guess I got left back, cause I ain t goin nowhere"
The Kane will remain in this domain
to reign again when I entertain
Cause when it comes to lyrics, I got plenty black
I m so god damn dope, I sell rhymes in a twenty sack
The microphone pusher man but not drug related
Hip-Hop orientated, keepin you captivated
Mr. Cee cuts, I linger through em, Larry is singin to em
And oh me, I just bring it to em
Chorus *fades out*
