[Preacher]

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today

for this somber occasion

Please join us in the mourning of this U-47

It was a great microphone in it's day

until it met it's fate

One evening while it was in the studio

it was struck by the lyrical force of the Big Daddy Kane

So ashes to ashes, and dust to dust

May this microphone, rest, in peace..

[Big Daddy Kane]

Knock knock, guess who? Yes, ooh

The Bigger the B, the Iggah the I,

the Jigga the G is comin through

Yes I'm the one with clout, they're all talkin bout

To be frank, I have the flavor like sauerkraut

The microphone assassinator and furthermore

I murdered plenty rappers and believe that I'll murder more

So if you ask to give the Kane a go

You better treat me like drugs, and Just Say No

Because I utilize my skills to brutilize

And in a battle, man you should see what I do to guys

Whenever the mic's mine, I'll rock a hype rhyme

and come off, like dirty panties at nighttime

Cause any mic that I caress, I finesse

with zest, and just bless, best yet to progress

King Asiatic, no other rapper stands this

You couldn't be a King if you played hockey in Los Angeles

I gets pi-daid, top gri-dade, gotta admit ey

point blank, the kid's stri-daight

Cause when it comes to R-A-P-P-I-N, huh

I got it locked up like a bullpen

"May you rest in peace" -> 3X

"If this meaning doesn't manifest, put it to rest!" -> KRS-One

[Big Daddy Kane]

Rappers I get em and hit em and slit em and split em and rid em

Acquit em, when I get wit em, you can tell that I did em

I take em and shake em and bake em and ache em and break em

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