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Unda Presha Lyrics - Veteranz Day - Big Daddy Kane

Somebody get the God Kane, I know he'll back you up 

Kick a rhyme spectacular, I think the Nigga think he Blackula 

I seen somebody trying to get him with sunlight 

Somehow it wasn't done right, then he just laced him with one bite 

Go for the jugular vein, that's my new thing 

How did you do it with two fangs, think they were gold like Wu-tang 

Your luck has been changed, you're left strucken with pain 

Well good for your ass kid, that's what you get for fucking with Kane. 

I creep on MC's like po' nine and take rhymes the whole nine 

to dig in you rappers like a coalmine 

Now look what I dug me, somebody better turn me off or try to unplug me 

Ooh it's starting to get ugly 

Don't miss this, hold on with a clenched fist 

As I tongue the microphone down just like a French kiss. 

Relentless with lyrics that be brutal, hip-hop I stay true to 

Put it on you like voodoo 

 

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Unda presha, niggas unfold and felt the heat 

Possessed with the Brooklyn techniques we freak 

Ay yo Kane, hit us off with that shit one time 

They can't believe it, infatuated hardcore rhymes 

 

When you diggin' out your girl from behind, you're gonna find 

The reason that her eyes are closed, Black Caesar's on her mind 

Your royal smoothness, honeys out there know how it goes 

Even Cabesa de pollos that habla Espa駉l 

Dig this now, run for your life to get away but none do 

Even if you escape just tell me who can you run to 

Test the, stupendous, tell me what was you to gain 

Internal bleeding, due to Kane 

Boom bow bow, ooh, the pain 

Nobody's equal, keep it lethal, and diesel, to see to the people 

And reach your cerebral cause that's how we do 

The pain gets inflicted, fake MC's get evicted 

Face it, truth of the matter is just that I'm too hard to get with 

Since days of Pro Keds, I shined over mad heads, roll up on you like the Feds 

Rip your whole set to shreds 

A crash or a wreck, because I mash for respect 

Only thing I want to know now, is this cash or a check? 

 

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Ain't no question, 

I'm suffering a bad case of lyrical congestion 

Not the one for testing, 

come mess with and end up with your chest split 

No, not because of cardiac, but because how hard he act. 

I'm recognized as the microphone destroyer 

Competition minds in the state of paranoia 

I said if you're scared, get a dog 

So by tomorrow you'll probably see 20 rappers walking with Rotweilers 

Your gimmick is primitive, and impotent 

You won't win with it so limit it 

before I make your body start to hemorrhage 

Just when you thought that you was burning me 

You found yourself bleeding internally 

Now you heads is l 

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