Ain't No Half-Steppin'

[Intro]

Mm, mm, mm

Aw yeah, I'm with this

I'm just gonna sit here laid back to this nice mellow beat, you know

And drop some smooth lyrics

'Cause '88 time to set it straight, know what I'm sayin'?

And ain't no half-steppin'

Word, I'm ready

[Verse 1]

Rappers steppin' to me, they wanna get some

But I'm the Kane, so, yo, you know the outcome

Another victory, they can't get with me

So pick a B.C. date 'cause you're history

I'm the authentic poet to get lyrical

For you to beat me, it's gonna take a miracle

And steppin' to me, yo, that's the wrong move

So what you on, Hobbs, dope or dog food?

Competition, I just devour

Like a pit bull against a Chihuahua

'Cause when it comes to bein' dope, hot damn

I got it good, now let me tell you who I am

The B-I-G D-A-double-D-Y K-A-N-E

Dramatic, Asiatic, not like many

I'm different, so don't compare me to another

'Cause they can't hang, word to the mother

At least not with the principal in this pedigree

So when I roll on you rappers, you better be

Ready to die because you're petty

You're just a butter knife, I'm a machete

That's made by Ginsu, wait until when you

Try to front, so I can chop into

Your body, just because you tried to be basin'

Friday the 13th, I'ma play Jason

No type of joke, gag, game, puzzle or riddle

The name is Big Daddy, yes, Big, not little

So define it, here's your walkin' papers, sign it

And take a walk as the Kane starts to talk, 'cause

[Chorus]

Ain't no half-steppin'

I'm the Big Daddy Kane

Ain't no half-steppin'

I'm the Big Daddy Kane

Ain't no half-steppin'

I'm the Big Daddy Kane

Down the road

[Verse 2]

My rhymes are so dope and the rappers be hopin'

To sound like me, so soon, I'll have to open

A school of emceein' for those who wanna be in

My field and court, then again, on second thought

To have MCs comin' out soundin' so similar

It's quite confusin' for you to remember the

Originator, and boy, do I hate a

Perpetrator, but I'm much greater

The best, oh yes, I guess, suggest the rest

Should fess, don't mess or test your highness

Unless you just address with best finesse

And bless the paragraphs I manifest

Rap prime minister, some say sinister

Non-stoppin' the groove until when it's

The climax and I max, relax and chill

Have a break from a take of me actin' ill

Brain cells are lit, ideas start to hit

Next the formation of words that fit

At the table I sit, makin' it legit

And when my pen hits the paper, aw shit

I stop and stand strong over MCs

And devour with the power of Hercules

Or Samson, but I go further the length

'Cause you could scalp my Cameo and I'll still have strength

And no, that's not a myth, and if you try to riff or get with

The man with the given gift of gab

Your vocab, I'll only ignore

Be sleepin' on your rhymes 'til I start to snore

You can't awake me, or even make me

Fear you, son, 'cause you can't do me none

So, think about it if you're tryna go

When you wanna step to me, I think you should know that

[Chorus]

Ain't no half-steppin'

I'm the Big Daddy Kane

Ain't no half-steppin'

I'm the Big Daddy Kane

Ain't no half-steppin'

I'm the Big Daddy Kane

Down the road

[Verse 3]

I appear right here and scare and dare

A mere musketeer that would dare to compare, put him in the rear

Back there where he can't see clear

Get a beer, idea or near stare, yeah

So on to the wannabe competition

Tryin' to step to me, must be on a mission

Up on the stage is where I'ma get you at

You think I'm losin'? Tsk, picture that

[Chorus]

Ain't no half-steppin'

Ain't no half-steppin'

Ain't no half-steppin'

Ain't no half-steppin'

Mister Cee, step to me

[Post-Chorus]

Get on— Get on down

Get on down— down

Get on— Get on down

Down

Get on— Get on down

Get on—

Get on— Get on—

Down— (Look) Down— (Look) Down— (Look) Down—

[Verse 4]

The name is Big Daddy, you know, as in your father

So when you hear a def rhyme, believe that I'm the author

I grab the mic and make MCs evaporate

The party people say, "Damn, that rapper's great"

The creator, conductor of poetry

Et cetera, et cetera, it ain't easy bein' me

I speak clearly so you can understand

Put words together like Letter Man

Now that's dictation, proceedin' to my innovation

Not like the other MCs that are an imitation

Or an animation, a cartoon to me

But when I'm finished, I'm sure that you are soon to see

Reality, my secret technique

Because I always speak with mentality

I put my title in your face, dare you to base

And if you try and come get it, yo, I'ma show you who's with it

So if you know like I know, instead of messin' around

Play like Roy Rogers and slow down

Just give yourself a break, or someone else will take your title

Namely me, because I'm homicidal

That means murder, yes, I'm out to hurt a-

-nother MC that try to get with me

I'll just break him and bake him and rake him and take him

And mold him and make him hold up the peace sign

As-salamu alaykum