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In The PJ's Big Daddy Kane

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Kane

Rick

Kane

Aiyyo, we gonna send out to all the projects out there

Rick

Kane

We gon' send it to Fort Greene, L.G.

Rick

Kane

all the projects on the East Coast

Rick

Kane

Yknahmsayin? Canal Street there in Durham, North Carolina

Rick

Kane

Everyone everywhere! Sounds like everywhere around the universe

Rick

Kane

We sendin this out to everybody, this one here

Rick

Kane

We gonna set it off one time, dig the flavor y'all

Rick

Kane

Big Daddy Kane

Livin in the world of ghetto life Shot with the gun, get you cut with the knife That's the story yo, the way the peeps like to move No fakin the funk, it's all about how to show and prove Some get to make it through life livin legal The others gotta try to survive, doin the evil that men do, peace to every hood that I been through I even got love for my homies in South Central But to the East my brother, cause that's where I stay at Runnin through the streets like a stray cat Like that Good Times show it makes me go hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Up in the projects, it gets no ILLER With true gue-RILLAS, and stone cold KILLERS It seems that every night, you get to hear the fireworks As much as I hate, to see my people die or hurt it's just a street mentality, a reality Neighborhood warfare, that brings home casualties And just because I moved out the residence It don't mean that I can't represent

Chorus: Kane + Yeah! Yeah! -> chanted in back throughout

So to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air

Rick

Let me know you're out there To my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air

Rick

Let me know you're out there And to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air

Rick

And let me know you're out there Ah to my peeps in the PJ's, throw your hands in the air

Rick

And let me know you're out there

Big Daddy Kane

I'm runnin mob deep around the way It's me and the crew, we're tryin to map out the day Yo what's the haps on how we gettin snaps? Are we gonna shoot some cee-lo, or play a game of craps? Matter fact, Shane, ring the intercom And see if you can get ten dollars from my moms Tell her to throw it out the window if she got it to spare Cause the elevator's broke, and I ain't checkin for the stairs And do me a solid, run to the store shorty And pick me up some Olde E, but not a 40 Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can knock it out fast to make the coldness last

Scoob

And while you at man see where'd your friend go (word) He shoulda been back a HOUR ago with the indo (yeah)

Big Daddy Kane

And meet us in the back park to get sparked So I can be toasted by time it gets dark Aiyyo Jay, I see that bulge in the back of your jeans Hope that's the God U Now, know what I mean? Cause if somebody brings the noise, I'ma make it a silent movie So take the safety off the toolie Cause I don't want no beef, NAHHHHH BABY The only thing I wanna do is PARRRRRRLAY Peace and harmony is what I relate to But damn man, drama's just in the nature

Chorus

Big Daddy Kane

I send this out to the homies in the hood That stood by my side, to help a brother do good Just like SWV you was Right Here Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah we in there From all thugs that flex with all the muscle down to the brothers, that got a swift hustle Like good golly Miss Three Card Molly, a neat trick where people get beat quick Wanna see a sweet vic?

Card Shark

Jackety Jack, blackety black You get nuttin back, and that's a fact The sweetest game I ever seen All you gotta do is find the red queen Just point to it, can anybody point to it? I play by the point of the finger of the hand The one in the middle! The one in the middle! That's black, you get no money back!