Widely regarded as one of the greatest rappers during the 'golden age' of hip hop (1986–1993), Kane's experimentation with R&B beats and his alignment to the Five Percent faction drew criticism. Later albums, such as Looks Like a Job For..., were acclaimed, but he was never able to return to the commercial and artistic success of It's a Big Daddy Thing. However, he still tours extensively and is involved in several upcoming projects. He recently featured in Morcheeba's hip hop trip song 'What's your Name'.
During 1996, before the murder of 2Pac, it was said that Pac intended to start his own label, Makaveli Records, featuring promintently East Coast acts; one of the artists he intended to sign was Kane, and the two even recorded a song before the rapper's death, entitled Wherever U Are.
Big Daddy Kane has posed for Playgirl and Madonna's Sex book. As an actor, he debuted in Mario Van Peebles' western, Posse.
Big Daddy Kane is famous for his pimp persona that is portrayed in his lyrics. He is famous for the title of his song, "Pimpin' Ain't Easy". The backronym "King Asiatic Nobody's Equal," is often applied to his moniker.
Recently (especially as of 2002), Big Daddy Kane has been increasingly doing collaborations with underground/alternative hip hop artists (ie. Little Brother, The Alchemist and DJ Babu from the Beat Junkies) and Kane has mentioned that he is not intending to release another solo album as he is looking towards a career in acting.
Discography
1988 Long Live the Kane (Cold Chillin')
1989 It's a Big Daddy Thing
1989 Back on the Block
1990 Taste of Chocolate
1991 Prince of Darkness
1993 Looks Like a Job For...
1994 Daddy's Home (RCA)
1998 Veteranz Day (Blackheart)
2002 The Man, The Icon (Landspeed)(Produced by Alchemist and DJ Babu on 2002's "Duck Season Vol. 1"
2003 Any Type of Way (Landspeed)(12" single produced by DJ Premier)
2003 Parts of the Process Morcheeba
Here Comes Kane Scoob and Scrap
Big Daddy Kane Lyrics
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Surprise! Guess who's on the rise?
And competition, I'm takin', and breakin' 'em down to size.
I operate around the clock, like city bus.
Never take five, 'cause, yo, when you rest, you rust.
Be advised, that I pack heat for beef.
I'm knockin' brothers out the box, and knockin' out teeth.
Twenty-one years young and I got the knack.
Rough rhymes that rag any rap herb.
Built by the best to bust swerves, like a sharp curve.
Fifty percent on wax, no matter of fact.
Every nine out of ten rap acts produce a wack track.
Twice as nice, but smooth as silk.
Somebody writin' for scrap, is like givin' a cow milk.
I release, to make it hard for the fellas to cease,
'Cause I'm the type to make noise, I don't make peace.
Here's a new jack, ready to swing,
And bring the hype type of freestyle rhyme for the crowd, to sing.
Some say there's a party, but it looks like a job to scrap.
I catch bodies with a nickel-plated rough rap.
Me and Scoob, we run together through the city,
The nitty gritty, always together like titties.
By any chance that I do get burnt,
You better believe that I'm comin' back, just like a tax return.
[Chorus]
(Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap.)
Here we go, y'all! [Repeat x 6]
(Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap.)
Here we go!!
[Scoob Lover]
Move over to the side, let a slim brother wreck it.
It's that Scoob Lover, kid, so pull up a chair and check it.
When I get wild like Heathcliff, or Dennis the Menace,
It's like food to a fat man, finished.
I bust your head like an apple, (an apple,)
And pour the blood in a jar, tell your moms that it's Snapple,
And wait around my way for your crew, who's next?
'Cause I be lookin' out my window with a nine, like Malcolm X.
There's no cop, they all got stomped, so
Dream on.... Dream away.... Well okay!
And play like Shante, and have a nice day.
I drop rhymes that go boom, (boom!)
And I can get funky like a high school locker room.
Don't even think that I'm country, country, bamma.
Scoob is hittin' harder than a heavy, heavy, sledgehammer.
I rock songs to make your grandmother dance.
My rhymes are more together than a girl in biker pants.
I'm never backed up, I never once had a fronter.
Boy, I get more beeps than a roadrunner. (Beep! Beep!)
I never sweat the girls when it comes to a phone call.
I got things sewn up tighter than a football.
So skip to my loo, or get stomped by my crew.
Brooklyn's in the house, and ain't a damn thing new.
[Chorus]
[Big Daddy Kane]
Here comes the prince of darkness, ready to spark this,
And show the people just who is the hardest.
Rough and rugged, kind of similar to a nugget,
But yet and still, I manage to keep the groove smooth.
Rebel for wreck, them rappers, I dissect them,
'Cause anything I say on the mic will affect them. (How?)
So bad, they gotta run for shelter.
So rappers take flight like they work for Delta.
They know I ain't havin' it, styles with no crab in it.
Fakin' and flakin' it, child, you're sadly mistakin',
'Cause who's a rapper here that Kane rip on the mic?
And start flowin', (zoom,) yo, yo, yo, where you goin'?
That's how they flee from me, the B, the I, G.
Damn man, you know my pedigree, huh.
The gangsta, murdera, killa to ya.
For sure, endure to injure him or her.
The breaker, the taker, money-maker, never a faker;
My lyrics are built like Schwarzenegger.
So all my competition gets destroyed.
You need to put your weak rhymes on steroid,
For you to ever to press up on the mightiest man.
To rip a show and flow, provin' that competition can't go.
Because I do all, it's easy for you to fall.
I move all rappers, like my name was U-Haul.
(Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap.)
Here we go, y'all! [Repeat x 6]
(Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap, and Mister Cee.)
Well, it's the Kane.
Bring me on, and ah
Scoob Lover.
Bring me on, and ah
Scrap Lover.
Bring me on, and ah...
(Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap.)
Well, it's the Kane.
Bring me on, and ah
Scoob Lover.
Bring me on, and ah
Scrap Lover.
(Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap, and Mister Cee.)
The lyrics to "Here Comes Kane Scoob And Scrap" by Big Daddy Kane showcase three different verses from the perspectives of Scrap Lover, Scoob Lover, and Big Daddy Kane himself. Each rapper takes turns delivering their unique style and flow, showcasing their confidence and skills on the mic.
In Scrap Lover's verse, he introduces himself as a rising force in the rap game, ready to take on the competition and break them down. He boasts about his ability to operate tirelessly like a city bus, never resting because that leads to rust. Scrap Lover shows his aggression and strength, claiming to knock brothers out of the box and knocking out teeth. He acknowledges his young age but asserts that he has the talent to attack and attract girls effortlessly. He also criticizes the prevalence of wack tracks in the industry and asserts his commitment to making noise rather than making peace.
Scoob Lover, on the other hand, commands attention in his verse. He compares his wildness to comic characters like Heathcliff and Dennis the Menace, stating that it's like food to a hungry man. Scoob Lover boasts about his lyrical prowess, claiming to bust heads like apples and pouring blood in a jar as a gruesome metaphor. He references Malcolm X and Shante, showcasing his knowledge and cultural references. Scoob Lover asserts that he hits harder than a sledgehammer and his rhymes are more together than a girl in biker pants. He confidently proclaims his status as a fronter-free, phone-call-nailing rapper from Brooklyn.
Big Daddy Kane enters the song with his signature hard-hitting and confident style. He labels himself as the prince of darkness, ready to spark the scene and show who is the hardest. He declares himself as rough and rugged, but still capable of keeping the groove smooth. Kane asserts his ability to dissect and affect rappers with his words, forcing them to run for shelter. He playfully suggests that they flee from him, wondering where they are going. Kane showcases his reputation and pedigree as a gangsta, murderer, and killer on the mic, willing to endure and injure anyone who tries to compete with him. He flexes his lyrical muscle, comparing his lyrics to Schwarzenegger and claiming to move all rappers like a U-Haul.
Overall, "Here Comes Kane Scoob And Scrap" is a song that highlights the individual styles and confidence of each rapper while also showcasing their collective power as a group.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANTONIO HARDY, OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY
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