Come On Down Lyrics - Big Daddy Kane

When I'm in motion it's just like the flow of the ocean 

The weight of the words swerve and curve 

My style flexes bigger than the state of Texas 

Quick as a Lamborghini, smooth as a Lexus 

I guess that makes me the top of the line 

Oh yes I'm the most prime of all time 

'Cause as soon as I pick up the mic 

And begin and the lyrics just start 

To flowing, ahem ahem 

Coughing couldn't stop me from going 

On with the rapture, so that I can capture 

Your mind with state of the art music made to adapt to 

To knowledge the God on the groove 

Because when my tongue moves I just love that I'm smooth 

Do it with these and in times I leave rears 

To give em a little of the flavor that please 

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As I, school in the who in pursuin 

And doin, and reignin again and the 

Gutter and stutter, and killin, and chillin 

Collectin the rent and jammin, and slammin 

And damn it's too much for one mind to comprehend 

A pure blend, the way that I make words mend 

And, the way that I be doin rappers in 

Michael Bivins couldn't make these Boyz II Men 

I play, somethin verbally, capable to murder the 

Average MC, the tough ones I'll burn third degree 

And if you're thinkin that I'm takin a beatin 

You're sure to see the Pink Panther speakin 

I'm a native New Yorker, I pitch a lot of porker 

When I get my ride, I be the grill squawker 

Tip's a smooth talker, I love Alice Walker 

So get off the dillz and step back you little hawker 

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Better yet you hooker, you wanna show I book ya 

The highest way I took ya, is yous a good looker 

Queens is residential, I make the presidentials 

Over instrumentals, I utilize the mentals 

First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union Square 

If you went in by yourself it was a terror 

See, I could do that cause my crew is kinda phat 

Outside we had the toolies, out West you call em gats 

It's that, oh, thanks chat, well let me drop some more shit 

Bring your bats and balls and please don't forfeit 

Cause you won't get away, your status will be stank 

You can ride with me G I'm goin to the bank 

To meet up with Kane, up on Dollar Lane 

You get the idea, cause page times is near 

So rappers see they bug cause they really can't handle 

Position from the rappin, cause some of them be slackin 

Not in this sport of thought we block out the devil 

The three different flavors, you know we on the level 

Check it out, uhh, as I come down and get dumb 

Yes roughneck, swingin along with the drum 

Swimmin in the, track, retaliatin thorough is how 

I react, Busta Rhymes will attack 

As you feel the pain, bass kick impacts to the brain 

Gotta make a mega migraine 

Whattup? To the Big Daddy and Tip 

My trip, flip the rhyme, then I dip 

Hey, hip-hop, cool, bust the interlude 

Wack do ya on the stage getting booed 

This structure it takes, bust the angle of three different flavors 

On a young raider choc well that's my vocal fader 

Keep my volume on extra boom 

All the braids in my neck symbolizes that I want room 

Word up, huh, here I am, damn 

Dragon slayer stackin layer after layer 

This jam will be ran while the record flim flam 

WIggle your front pram, to the runnin man 

Sam, Busta, Rhymes, comin on time 

L.O.N.S. did, rip a new design 

Flavor one, taste the unborn baby 

Flip before you move or catch a bad one baby 

Chiggy change chump, the oversized puff 

Busta pump you and the love, and then I rump 

Emotional stter point, for the wild 

Busta buckwild musically direct from Strong Isle 

Unload, catch you like smell later 

Dig on your taste of the third flavor 

Direct from the lungs of the dragon, uh