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[Red] Yo, whassup Big Daddy?
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[Kane] Aiyyo whassup Red Alert? I'm chillin Duke
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[Red] Yo do me a favor man -- pleeeeeease tell me
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about these big ol bubblehead girls out here
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[Big Daddy Kane]
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Well hey, you know that lady on the top floor of my buildin?
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The heavyset one with about ten children?
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You may remember her as a slim honey
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when her man name was Pimp Daddy Hustler Stack Money
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A big time drug dealer from around the way
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Slingin rocks, makin G's everyday
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He drove a big fat Mercedes Benz
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and even bought her a car to perpetrate for her friends
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It was a brand new Jag, with the spoiler and rag
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And the girl was a nag, cause all she did was just brag
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I mean baaaaaaaaaaad -- we know your coat cost a lot
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You didn't have to leave on the price tag
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And count the times her stomach got plump
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Havin baby after baby by the same old chump
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And then the day came, he left the dame shamed
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But who's to blame? Y'all know the name of the game
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Pimp Daddy's wanted as he maxes and relaxes
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She can't even sue for money, pushers don't pay taxes
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So what's to do? Oh yeah
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To feed ten mouths, she had to call on Mr. Welfare
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[Red] What? Mr. Welfare?
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Man they playin high-post with low income
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Check this out -- when y'all go around to the corner
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y'all gonna check out another episode
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Go like somethin like this..
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[Big Daddy Kane]
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Hey, if you think that suck, bust this
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Another little story as I reminisce
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about an old friend of mine that was livin out of order
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Makin money like water (illlllll-egal?) Yeah, sorta
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He sold drugs and robbed a lot of people
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But in these days and times, who lives illegal?
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It's all about who knows the trade
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and who am I to knock him? Homeboy was gettin paid
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He chose his own lifestyle to live - it was negative
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but his own prerogative
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Makin cash to flash and stash in half the trash
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The cops made the dash (sufferin succotash!)
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Because he had to do ten in the pen
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and then begin again to apprehend, huh
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But what's lost is lost, the reign is over
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(Huhhh, see ya!) Nice to know ya
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Money, no longer can he collect it
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Can't even get a job cause he got a jail record
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So what's left? No hopes of a career
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So yeahhh, he's callin Mr. Welfare!
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[Red] Mr. Big Daddy Kane
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They don't know what time it is about Mr. Welfare
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Do me a favor -- open up your book to page fifteen
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at the top and read it off like thisssssssss
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[Big Daddy Kane]
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Here's a story of a guy who had to cop out his life
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for bein a high school dropout
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In the ninth grade he wanted to get paid
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but now the young brother needs government aid
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Because in his past he decided to cut class
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and run in the streets to make ends meet
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No shame in the game of his
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but silly rabbit, Trix are for kids!
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So when you sat on the corner with a 40 ounce
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talkin bout whattup? Can't even pronounce
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your words correct, now in retrospect
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that's a shame - but in '89, who gives a heck?
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There's no type of path to follow
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It's all about a dollar, fuck bein a scholar
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That's why your report card's through
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Like a BizMark beat, it reads eww-eww-eww-eww-eww!
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So now you wanna wake up and smell the coffee?
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Lookin for a helpin hand, but get off me!
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I tried to tell you the deal last summer
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Stay in school, and get yourself a diploma
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Now you're on your own, tryin to make it alone
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No food or home, chewin on a meaty bone
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So what's to do since the cupboard is bare?
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Brrring brrring! Call on Mr. Welfare
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[Red] Yo Kane, that's the story about my man Mr. Welfare huh?
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[Kane] Yo like Chuck D said, how low can you go
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[Red] If she go any lower, she gonna have a personal problem
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Yo my man Mister Cee, cut it up money!
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* Mister Cee cuts "welll-fare" *
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[Kool DJ Red Alert]
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We-eh-el-el-el, el-el-elllllllfare, c'mon!
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Yeah Mr. Welfare
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He on some new stuff, what what is it?
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He all new and improved?
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Right? Yeah, like that old Bug-Out stuff
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This guy, is he alright or what?
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I think he on a mission with no kind of learnin
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You know what Big Daddy Kane?
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We gonna have to take care of this matter
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Mister Cee, go ahead, cut it up
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My man Big Daddy Kane gonna see about my man Mr. Welfare alright?
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Places to go, people to see, things to do,
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and you know what else to get.. see ya!
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Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsss!
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Calling Mr. Welfare
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| Big Daddy Kane |
