CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : This Is Dedicated To...
This goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
Yo, this goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to hip hop
As told by the oldest, I'm straight out the womb
The first thing he noticed was a 808 boom
DOOM, not from the earth like mummy Smurf
If you ain't no ventriloquist then what's the dummy worth?
There was a time when there was no fake gun-clapping rapping happening
Let me know, when they done yapping
Ever since the born age survived on rage
Dude's paid on a real stage like the steel cage
The Iron Sheik told you who's the all
The power of your thought can shape a cube into a ball
'Stead of plugged in to the tube through the wall
Stop and follow your heart you might avoid the fall
Only the best'll stand the test of time
I take this more serious than just a rhyme
Wanna learn the D pay the fee
This one goes out to the one Subroc, KMD
And you don't quit
Back in the days when I, was a teenager
"Back- the days" "back- the days" "back- the days"
Before I had, stacks and a pager
"Back- the days" "back- the days" "back- the days"
You could find, where I lay, listening, to hip hop
"Back- the days" "back- the days" "back- the days"
You could find, where I lay, on the floor, whenever the beat dropped
Nowadays radio only plays, the same songs
Nowadays, to be fake, and you know, that's all gone
It is time, change our ways, bring it back, to where it belongs
How many emcees, must be dissed, before they all learn?
All learn, that
This goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to hip hop
This goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to-
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
Yo, this goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to hip hop
As told by the oldest, I'm straight out the womb
The first thing he noticed was a 808 boom
DOOM, not from the earth like mummy Smurf
If you ain't no ventriloquist then what's the dummy worth?
There was a time when there was no fake gun-clapping rapping happening
Let me know, when they done yapping
Ever since the born age survived on rage
Dude's paid on a real stage like the steel cage
The Iron Sheik told you who's the all
The power of your thought can shape a cube into a ball
'Stead of plugged in to the tube through the wall
Stop and follow your heart you might avoid the fall
Only the best'll stand the test of time
I take this more serious than just a rhyme
Wanna learn the D pay the fee
This one goes out to the one Subroc, KMD
And you don't quit
Back in the days when I, was a teenager
"Back- the days" "back- the days" "back- the days"
Before I had, stacks and a pager
"Back- the days" "back- the days" "back- the days"
You could find, where I lay, listening, to hip hop
"Back- the days" "back- the days" "back- the days"
You could find, where I lay, on the floor, whenever the beat dropped
Nowadays radio only plays, the same songs
Nowadays, to be fake, and you know, that's all gone
It is time, change our ways, bring it back, to where it belongs
How many emcees, must be dissed, before they all learn?
All learn, that
This goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to hip hop
This goes out to DJ's, b-boys, and emcees, all the world
This goes out to Pete Rock, KRS, the Roots crew and A Tribe Called Quest
This goes out to Black Star, Black Moon, [?] and my man MF DOOM
This goes out to hip hop
"Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane, Daddy Kane"
This goes out to-
