Niggaz Never Learn

Things been said, plenty rumors been spread

Many many many new jacks got it in they head

That they can raise up on this and put the Kane in fright

He-he, Yeah right!

Listen, you're just as soft as baby powder

Don't let your mouth get you in somethin'

Your rhymes can't get you out of

Some good advice is don't even come out my way

You better press upon Chucky if you're lookin' for Child's Play

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Cause I'm a grown ass man in total command

One of the best to ever be and

No other can ever take a stand

When I kick a verse, the scene becomes so scary

That niggas get quiet like a library

I pick up the mic like a hunter in hot pursuit

Oh, you want some of this? Then put that mic on mute

Because you'll be in more danger than Penelope Pitstop

Point blank, you get your shit dropped

I got a death blow whenever I throw

With double impact to take out the whole row

Huh, I start swingin' again and again

You'll hear so many “Ooh-ah's” you'll think it was Boyz II Men

I break down, shakedown, proceed down, beat down

Back down, smackdown, rip down, get down

Showdown, throwdown, rundown, come down! (DJ rewinds)

Here's a little message for your own concern

You try to press up on this and get burned

A battle with a non-believe is what I yearn

Damn, niggas never learn



Niggas!

This is for your own concern”

You must learn

Niggas!

This is for your own concern

You must learn

Niggas!

This is for your own concern

You must learn

Niggas!

This is for your own concern

You must learn



If you ever see a jam playin' you can bet that damn Kane

Will make it sparkle and bubble like champagne

Dom Perignon I'm the Don of the set

And I'll bet, that the girls, will agree

That the B, the-I-G, D-A-double-D-Y Superfly feel

Like Ron O'
Neal, gets ill, I got it goin' on

Word is bond, I'm more Dangerous

Than Michael Jackson, hah, sha-mon!

So, I don't attract with the wick-wick-wack

So take a step back, you new, new, new jack

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Cause young boy, all of your rhymes are pre-natal

Mines are fatal, 'cause I got The Hand That Rocks the Cradle

So stay in your crib pen, before you get did in

Uhh, I mean done in, you gets none and

The last rapper to press upon me wrong was

Umm... damn it's been that long!

So competin' is not a smart decision

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Cause I start to dissin', then start dismissin'

You're tryin' to battle with me well Goddamn scram

The style that you're usin' is as old as a Trans-Am

Update yourself just like an 850

Shift see, oh what's the use you still can't with me

Many MC's tried their best to press up

But I guess, their best wasn't good enough

I'm not Robert Townsend, but every time I speak

I'll leave a rapper's chest beatin' like he had Five Heartbeats

Knockin' out comp like Rocky Balboa

And I make more noise than a lawnmower

For my stacks, I worked hard to earn

Bein' the bigger the better the badder the boss

The brother to break em when bringin' the bomb

To blow up the Boogie Down-

(Inhales, deep sigh)

Damn, niggas never learn!