How U Get A Record Deal? Lyrics - Big Daddy Kane

On the Black Ceasar tip, my dialogue is just like 

a frank inside of a supermarket, raw dog 

I'm the untouchable, never to be took out 

A Sexy Mother. ooh child, Prince look out! 

I'm keepin girls of all shades on my trail 

From a Sister Act down to a Single White Female 

Cause when I hit the skins they all say, "Damn Kane - 

you knock out the Bush like a presidential campaign" 

But if you think that lickin toes makes me weak 

you better treat me like Freddy Krueger: don't sleep 

I write raps, ready to rip and rock real rough rhymes 

Run in rugged and raw, rapidly ruinin roaches 

Point blank - I spell murder to a bum 

All you backwards rappers - REDRUM, REDRUM! 

Cause I do em somethin awful, break em down to a morsel 

Makin sure that you're no longer adorable 

Rappers get so quiet when I'm comin, that if they 

shitted a dictionary, you couldn't get a word from em 

It's sort of a tradition in Bed-Stuy to do or die 

So steppin to me is suicide 

I couldn't think of a rapper takin mines 

I feel like Ali, "I'm the greatest of all times" 

Floatin like a butterfly, stingin like a bee 

Yeah I know this ain't boxin but that's still my pedigree 

But as for you, you have no appeal 

How you get a record deal? 

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Like shell-toe Adidas, ain't a damn thing changed 

the way I shoot off lyrics like a firin range 

Breakin out in a cold sweat - the death threat 

Gettin more props than a movie set 

The smooth microphone assassin, rhymes keep blastin 

Uhh, I keep the body count massive 

But if you say you increased the Bodycount troop 

You must admit that you joined Ice-T's group 

Cause you ain't hurtin niggedy nuthin, so why you bluffin? 

Tryin to be the new Big Daddy SOMETHIN 

But there's only, before me, no one is?, huh 

You couldn't come Pryor if your name was Richard 

Cause I'm the Alpha and Omega 

Arm-Leg-uh-Leg-uh-Arm-Head, stayin raw til I'm dead 

And to battle me you shouldn't even try 

Cause with wings on your tongue, you still couldn't say nothin fly 

And I don't care if you bring a crew 

And I don't even care if someone else writes for you 

Man you could even be someone the crowd may just like but shoot 

you couldn't see me with a bifocal mic 

Check my resume, Rap Masters, word up 

Yo! MTV, BET, The Box and all that good stuff 

And Billboard for my five year duration 

And see that I got more spots than a dalmation 

Let's get down to finish this large 

You could bring on your whole squad, none of you chumps are hard 

All that garbage you mumble ain't real and seriously, seriously 

How you get a record deal? 

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A lot of rappers today, wonder 

should I ask Kane to write rhymes for me to say? 

Well you're god damn right you should 

Cause my rhymes are like spandex, they make any ass seem good 

So act like you know Baby Pop 

when I riggedy rock the higgedy hip-hop non stop, as I 

freak the funk and flip the flavor to flow with the flyest 

A fury full force in the flames of the fire, now 

may these MC's rest in peace 

Because when I come to town, the population decrease 

I leave em finished, dead and that's that, huh 

Not even Pet Semetary could bring em back 

I slay my pray, A to K, I tell em like Jennifer Holiday 

No no no no no noooooooooooo way! 

That you could ever touch this, no you know how I feel? 

I think you bought your record deal.