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Shame! Lyrics - Veteranz Day - Big Daddy Kane

There's no myth or fable about the pimpin' at your label 

What goes on under the table, why you think your deal is so unstable? 

Now, whose the macaroni, A&R's acting phony 

Once you make the matrimony, then he start to slackin' don't he 

Or could it be the president that's being hesitant 

Playin' his artist like a corner workin' specimen 

And I ain't kidding you when I say it's political 

The way they make a ridicule of artists can be pitiful 

You know damn well there shouldn't be no company CO 

Trying to show me about rap that's 53 or so 

But yet and still they want to add advice, trying to keep their status right 

When they should be working records for Gladys Knight 

Who shape artists, man they catching rape charges 

Once you sign on the dotted line, they lead you in the blind 

Then you find, your state of revenue remains the same 

Cause you getting less points than Steve Kerr be getting in a game 

And just because it be too hardcore to judge it 

They won't even touch it, and get to frontin' on the budget 

When new artists come out, I can foresee the worst outcome 

Cause everybody I know got beat their first album 

So I took my contract to a lawyer so he can check it out (He don't know) 

Then I took it to Dionne Warwick so she can read my hand (She don't know) 

 

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Chorus 

It's a shame, when artists gotta deal with cheats 

They got game, for every young rapper they see out on the streets 

You sign your name, they get like Big Red on the Five Heartbeats 

Now who the blame, when you starvin' and your record label eats 

 

Verse 2 

Preach brother 

They say the truth will set you free, but I see signs of treachery 

Go on perpetually, here's how they get you G 

They use the tricks, just to juice your mix 

But cross be in their heart like a vampire stabbed with a crucifix 

I had the enemy in my vicinity with the false identity 

Of a friend to me to injure me 

They ride along just to guide you wrong 

Play like they beside you strong, and start to faking moves like Olajuwon 

Who side you on, revealing all that low down dirty dealing 

I can see your skin peeling it changed like a chameleon 

First you believe in them, but once you disagree with them 

They try to get Magilla repertoire and that ain't even them 

And all those who has betrayed, be fast to fade 

Cause they cast a shade, with the masquerade 

What's dealt, is low blows below the belt 

Lord have mercy, I know how Julius Caesar must have felt 

I start to think back when I was just a youth 

I should have listened to the words of the God Born Truth 

He said, "look out for black snakes they all up in your cypher 

Black snakes you can't see therefore they sneak up and they bite ya'" 

They get to flippin' cause they think you slippin' 

So remember, don't get to slippin' cause they get to flippin' 

And trippin', what's that you grippin', beside your hippin' 

You think my heart is skippin', go save that game for Scottie Pippen 

 

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Chorus 

It's a shame, to see how far left people be going 

They got game, to think that all this time you said you know them 

It ain't the same, Aah, so now you see the way they flowin' 

Now who they blame, ain't nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing 

 

Verse 3 

Now, wait a minute, I'm starting to see lotsa, hip-hop imposters 

Is rap a category at the Oscars? 

Too much Nino Brown up in your life 

Cause since then, man I done seen Wesley Snipes playin' a drag queen 

But yet and still you want to mimic the stars of cinema 

Pretending huh? So full of it they need an enema 

Cause see dig, they all like to talk big 

But then they want to renege, when there's a curling iron in their wig 

You talking loud and saying nothing, what's the world becoming? 

The frontin', now pay attention you may learn something 

Now, I ain't knocking you, but come on let's be logical 

You know that it's impossible to stop the unstoppable 

I would suggest that they, go back and check my resume 

Cause tunes that I made yesterday, can hang out with the best today 

Peace to Easy Mo, cause he makes the beats to flow 

And I grab the microphone and flip it like pizza dough 

 

Chorus 

Shame 

Now who the blame 

I need to be the Mayor, so I can change the things around here 

I need to be the Governor, I need to be the Governor 

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