Niggaz Never Learn Lyrics - Looks Like A Job For... - Big Daddy Kane

Things been said, plenty rumors been spread 

Many many many new jacks got it in they head 

That they can raise up on this and put the kane in fright 

Heheh. yeah right! 

Listen, you're just as soft as baby powder 

Don't let your mouth get you in somethin 

Your rhymes can't get you out of 

Some good advice is don't even come out my way 

You better press up on chucky if you're lookin for child's play 

Cause I'm a grown ass man in total command 

One of the best to ever be and 

No other can ever take a stand 

When I kick a verse the scene becomes so scary 

That niggaz get quiet like a library 

I pick up the mic like a hunter in hot pursuit 

Oh you want some of this? then put that mic on mute 

Because you'll be in more danger than penelope pitstop 

Point blank, you get your shit dropped 

I got a death blow whenever I throw 

With double impact to take out the whole row 

Huh, I start swingin again and again 

You'll hear so many "ooh ahhs" you'll think it was boyz ii men 

I break down, shake down, proceed down, beat down 

Back down, smack down, rip down, get down 

Showdown, throwdown, rundown, come down! *dj rewinds* 

Here's a little message for your own concern 

You try to press up on this and get burned 

A battle with a non-believe is what I yearn 

Damn, niggaz never learn 

"niggaz!" -> eazy-e 

"this is for your own concern." 

You must learn" -> krs-one *repeat all 3x* 

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If you ever see a jam playin you can bet that damn kane 

Will make it sparkle and bubble like champagne 

Dom perignon I'm the don of the set 

And I'll bet, that the girls, will agree 

That the b, the-i-g, d-a-double-d-y superfly feel 

Like ron o'neal, gets ill, I got it goin on 

Word is bond, I'm more dangerous 

Than michael jackson - hah, sha-mon! 

So, I don't attract with the wick-wick-wack 

So take a step back, you new new, new jack 

Cause young boy, all of your rhymes are pre-natal 

Mines are fatal, cause I got the hand that rocks the cradle 

So stay in your crib pen, before you get did in 

Uhh, I mean done in, you gets none and 

The last rapper to press up on me wrong was. 

. ummmm. damn it's been that long! 

So competin is not a smart decision 

Cause I start to dissin, then start dismissin 

You're tryin to battle with me well God damn scram 

The style that you're usin is as old as a trans-am 

Update yourself just like an 850 

Shift see, oh what's the use you still can't with me 

Many mc's tried their best to press up 

But I guess, their best, wasn't goooooood enough! 

I'm not robert townsend but every time I speak 

I'll leave a rapper's chest beatin like he had five heartbeats 

Knockin out comp like rocky balboa 

And I make more noise than a lawnmower 

For my stacks I worked hard to earn (* kane starts rapping real fast *) 

Bein the bigger the better the badder the boss 

The brother to break em when bringin the bomb 

To blow up the boogie down... * inhales, deep sigh * 

Damn niggaz never learn! 

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