The Beef Is On Lyrics by Big Daddy Kane

The Beef Is On Lyrics


    It's hell up in harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
    Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
    That goes to show you that even when you're respected
    Brothers'll still try ya if they think you're butt-naked
    So i went uptown to get the low-down
    To see who made the whole thing go down
    Word on the streets had it
    Some kids from the bronx with automatics
    Came to start static
    Some new jacks at the game
    Tryin to get a name
    Had a point to prove
    Wrong move
    So i can't wait to get em all straight
    It's a big payback when i retaliate
    Steam, i gotta let it off
    And i can't wait to set it off
    To revenge my main man that's gone
    And as sure as my name is kane, word is bond
    The beef is on

    (once again it's on)
    (you got beef)
    (once again it's on)
    (you got beef you better save it for the muthafuckin meat market)

    It's time to show them how to get hard
    Callin a hit squad and pull all these clown's ciddard
    For tryin to friddont and fiddake the middood
    But when i get riddude - awesome dude
    So i took a little trip to brooklyn
    Bedstuy do-or-die is where i was lookin
    For my boys from roosevelt, albany and marcy
    Plus i got a posse over in canarsie
    I'm talkin about ill brothers that don't play
    They sit around watchin 'scarface' all day
    So here we go, headed up to they scene
    Twenty deep in a van like the a-team
    We rolled up to see what this joint's about
    When one of my boys in the van just pointed em out
    So without delay we reacted
    And started shootin like it was target practice
    When they saw that we wasn't messin around
    One tried to run, so i had to chase him down
    I caught the kid by the corner store deli
    Kicked him in the belly like i was jeff kelley
    I did his jugular vein something violent
    Came back to see my crew made the rest silent
    We sent fifteen bodies to trapper john
    Cos the beef was on

    (once again it's on)
    (you got beef)
    (once again it's on)
    (you got beef you better save it for the muthafuckin meat market)

    (i don't happen to trust people
    I sort of figured if you thought i was weak
    You'd mop the street up with me
    And i got to kill a lot more of your people
    To put you in your place)

    (you send your boys in i send em back in a paperbag)

    Many screamed about a homicide
    But when i came to shut em down all the drama died
    I plead insanity when i got a jam with me
    And we roll like the corleone family
    I bring the boys that'll bring the noise
    In the aftermath everything's destroyed
    Like a crew of barbarians
    And brothers that want beef, i make em vegetarians
    So don't even front and try to put it as if you're ruff
    Cos soon as i see ya, best believe i'ma call your bluff
    And everyone else that tried to press up on me tuff
    Have fallen and they can't get up
    My game is a ill one
    Cos i'm a real one
    Lorda mercy
    Nuff controversy
    A gangster, a khan
    A pimp and a don
    Waitin for the beef to be on

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