DJ's Get No Credit

{Intro: Big Daddy Kane | DJ Mister Cee} Hmm yeah, this sound kinda funky, this sound real funky I'mma get busy on this, man, with ehm, let's see - Like 8 bars, then I want you to come in with a scratch - What? nah man, we ain't havin that! Just trip, I'm tired of every record we do I got to be jiggin-jiggin this, jiggin-jiggin that You know what I'm saying? Yo, it's time for me to get busy on the mic by myself On the solo tip, you know what I'm sayin? So yo, step back and let me show you how a real DJ rocks As I kick it like this {Verse: DJ Mister Cee} A DJ gets no damn credit Don't look at me funny, Kane cause, yeah, I said it I'm always in the background Supplyin the sound, but my props is yet to be found Besides, when you're kickin a rap The only other people you can see is Scoob and Scrap So y'all get the girls, okay But I bet you wasn't gettin skins scratchin for Shante And the first time a record skips You catch an attitude and always tryin to flip Now ain't that a bitch I swear one of these days I'm gonna pull the power switch Cause I'm always breakin my neck 10 in the mornin you were sleepin on my sound check And when it's time for the show I'm supposed to go (Big Daddy) (hell no) Am I a man or a machine? Or just a fat kid who don't supposed to be seen? Don't you know you wouldn't be so amazin If I wasn't helpin you out, you black raisin And you got the nerve and try to complain Makin a record sayin 'it's hard bein the Kane' Hmm, but all you gotta do is rap Try carryin some console cases on your back Well, I'm through with breakin my neck Until you learn to show your DJ some respect Because without me you'd be butt-naked So from now on, spin your own damn records! Now put your weight on that shit here Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), I'm outta here (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)