Rollin' Wit UmDada (Interlude)

[Introduction: Masta Ace - Big Daddy Kane - ??? speaking on stage] And my man Kane Peace One two, and you don't stop - Ayo one love - Masta Ace! My mellow, my brother Get on the mic you undercover lover - Yeah, before I get into this I wanna just say congratulations my man Kane on the fourth LP You know not a lot of artists can do that, get into that number four Congratulations on that I wanna say what's up to the whole four building and the whole action posse Cause they gonna get (it) thick And uhm... I wanna drop a new style of early MC's I call this the Off-Beat-On-Beat Style® See if you can swing with it, see if you can swing with it It go like this [Freestyle] [Masta Ace] It is the hippest, ready to rip'is My Father, dopest on the mic but it's not Ike and Tina Turner on Bob [???] Not that kid Ice Ice, baby, but I'm nice nice Confuse you and lose you when I'm sayin' words twice twice I never quit rockin' rhymes cuz' I'm not a quitter -It's... Funny, but MC's have more nerve than a clitoris This kid tried to rip me, goddamn what a dumb dumb I'm not Cock Deez, but I got V's and I come from Brooklyn -Nah, that's the peeper, kick a chicken freaka Give her a little respect like Aretha Franklin, I keep my money in a bank -and When my pockets are on "E", I go fill up my tank -and Drive, my cock into some real tight wet stuff Don't phone me home when I bone or you'll get snuffed Quick fast, throw you little no-good, [lause?] you Not the Jungle Brothers, but boy I'll house you Uhm... Open up your ears, hear my rap bitch Niggas are soft like the titties on a fat bitch Me and my crew heard those words and they tickled us Like Ricky Ricardo: "It's just so rediculous!" Uh-Uhhum... Let's clear the throat -and Keep on quotin', more shit that I've wrote -and Full score and--uhm--seven years in the lab -and I know rap like Mike Tyson knows booty grabbin' And you don't stop, we keepin' it on, gotta keep it kinda loud And let me just take this quick picture of the crowd ...Peace