Don't Do It To Yourself Lyrics - Big Daddy Kane

Hey yo, drop it like it's hot 

Kane, drop it like it's hot 

Yo, pick up the microphone 

And gimme what you got 

Hey yo, drop it like it's hot 

Scoob, drop it like it's hot 

Pick up your microphone 

It's time to rock the spot 

Hey yo, drop it like it's hot 

Kane, drop it like it's hot 

Yo, pick up the microphone 

And gimme what you got 

Hey yo, drop it like it's hot 

Scoob, drop it like it's hot 

Pick up your microphone 

It's time to rock the spot 

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Oh my God, tell me, is it really him? 

The legendary lyricist makin' matters grim? 

Because when I start to flow the results are so deadly 

Rappers start shakin' like the legs on Elvis Presley 

Sayin', it's him, the great that's how I intimidate 

But I just came to get my shit off 

So I give them a break and pickin up the microphone 

After I left is like givin mouth-to-mouth to a corpse 

A waste of breath in other words 

I don't leave no remains for you 

Forget the men, that's the evil that Kane'll do 

I bring it raw, gee, too hardcore, gee 

The only way you could fuck with me is in a orgy 

The magnificent, none can come swifter than 

Cool as [unverified], but my skin color is different 

We got the milk and honey 

My rhymes are just like Abraham Lincoln's face on the money 

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Makin' me freshest on the land, but let's not forget 

That if I rapped under water they'd be Aquafresh 

The best, oh yes, I guess 

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait 

You said that shit in '88 

Oh, I originate and create the great to dictate 

And regulate chumps and set em straight 

I get my point across because the boss is truly yours 

The source to the force, so put it on pause 

The one that assures applause, never took a loss 

Stronger than some Olde E quarts to a can of Coors 

In other words it's hazardous to your health 

So don't do it to yourself 

Don't do it to yourself, don't do it 

Yo, you better not do it, you better not 

Don't do it to yourself, don't do it 

Yo, you better not do it, you better not 

Stop right there, you better freeze, cease 

Don't make me put my Timberland boot to your grill piece 

Big Scoob from Brooklyn comin' through, don't start me 

Don't make me turn your jam into a Tec-9 party 

Hey yo, what in the world would ever possess you 

To think that you could touch me 

Or even try to come above me 

Or even think that you could flow this lovely? 

Nobody, and I mean nobody on this whole planet can stand it 

I rip it apart, and flip up the art 

'Cause I'm the best, damn it 

I crush rappers for the hell of it 

So anything else you heard is irrelevant 

You're not on the level man, you're not even close to me 

Step to the Kane and get bagged just like grocery 

So spare yourself the misfortune and proceed with caution 

'Cause I don't just burn rappers, I torch 'em 

With a skilled-out style that's mad diesel 

And I got hemorrhoids from shittin on so many people 

I crush those who oppose with blows to your nose 

When it comes to my crew that's the way love goes 

The Chocolate City for Black Cesar Incorporated 

And all of the soft get faded 

So before you step to me use your head 

And you better think about it more than Special Ed 

Cause trust me, kid, it ain't like 

Goin' against anyone else 

I'm tellin you, don't do it to yourself 

Don't do it to yourself, don't do it 

Yo, you better not do it, you better not 

Don't do it to yourself, don't do it 

Yo, you better not do it, you better not