Set It Off (extended vocal) Songtext
von Big Daddy Kane

Let it roll, get bold, I just can′t hold
Back or fold 'cause I′m a man with soul
In control and effect, so what the heck?
Rock the discotheques and this groove is what's next

Attack, react, exact, the mack'll move you with
A strong song, as long as you groove to this
I keep the crowd loud when you′re hype
Do damage onstage and injure the mic

As I shoot the gift, MC′s stand stiff
While my rhymes stick to you like Skippy and Jif
Feel my blood fist or my death kiss
The rap soloist, you don't want none of this

Supreme in this era, I reign with terror
When I grab the mic, believe you′re gonna hear a
A fascinatin' rhyme as I enchant them
So let′s all sing the Big Daddy anthem


Go with the flow, my rhymes grow like an Afro
I entertain again and Kane, I'll never have no problem
I can sneeze, sniffle, and cough
E-even if I stutter, I′ma 'til come off

'Cause rappers can′t understand the mics I rip
They sure enough ain′t equipped, that's why they got flipped
But my apparatus is up to status
Don′t ask who's the baddest, of course, that is

The maker, breaker, taker, my rhymes ache the head
Put it to bed, so watch what is said
Save the bass for the pipe and rearrange your tone
Or take a loss and be forced in the danger zone

′Cause I get ill and kill at will
Teachin' a skill that′s real, you're no thrill
So just stand 'til and chill as I build
Science I drill ′til my rhymes fill your head up
Don′t even get up, the teacher is teachin', so just shut up


I can′t hold it back
I set it off
I can't hold it back
Set it off
I can′t hold it back
Set it off
I can't hold it back
Now break loose

Rappers take a step back, or you will soon regret that
You ever had to confront me, and you can bet that
I come correct, perfect in full effect
Disconnect, dissect, eject as I wreck shop

Stand in command with the clan
Caravan or van, we go man for man and
Without further ado or any delay
Mister Cee, as we say, call him the DJ

Mad Money Murf with the triple M
Smooth the barber, keepin′ my flat-top trim
Scoob Lover, my brother, Scrap Lover, my other
Dancin' with the crew, so allow the boys to smother the floor

And endure just for your pleasure
As the microphone lord, proceeds to get raw
Acrobatic, Asiatic, rap fanatic, I get dramatic
And rhymes start flowin' automatically from me

So don′t play me, obey me
When asked "Who′s the best?", you better say me
I'm sendin′ sucker MC's headin′ north
And if you 'til want some, set if off
For you to cope is just a wish and a hope

And if you are what you eat, they′re feedin' me dope
'Cause I′m just about as dope, as dope can get
Ultimate, legit, Kane is a perfect fit
The king of my kingdom, completin′ a cipher

The lyrics I bring them, keeps the crowd hyper
As I release the masterpiece
The groove will never cease 'til Kane says, "Peace"
So, maestro, yo, hit it
Big Daddy Kane′s about to come with it, 'cause

I can′t hold it back
Set it off
I can't hold it back
Set it off
I can′t hold it back
Set it off
I can't hold it back
Now break loose
I can't hold it back

Uh, yeah, now I just wanna say what′s up to my man, Botch, can′t forget D
This goes out to Hawk, Dog, Pig, Miami, Slop
And of course, my man, Big Shy, AB Money, Neil
To my man, KK, Von Cheetah, D Smooth, Ive West

Can't forget Jam, Footloose and Lil′ K
To my man, Mont, Steve, Chee, Mark, Howard, Logey, Cheely
And the whole posse from the jungle
To my man, Jamel from Queens

Of course, the one known as Ant Live, Seven V
The Debonair Three, Frank Nitty Ikecapone, Melquan, and Shabazz
The whole Brooklyn posse blasé blasé
And may I send this out to the one known as AJ Fresh
Peace, my brother