mr. pitiful lyrics – big daddy kane

[big daddy kane]
mmm.. mmm, yeah
oh i like this
i wanna tell this story
a little story about umm..
.. a brother who you would think has everything goin for himself
but apparently for some reason he just ain’t happenin
i call this brother mr. pitiful
i wanna tell you somethin about him, check it out

the story begins in 1984
when i met the bizmarkie out in front of the store
he used to tell me all the time, “yo your lyrics is hype
we got to get together and make a record of some type”
i said, “man, the hype behind run-d.m.c. and cool j
what the f*ck makes you think they’re gonna give us a play?”
we did a few shows together, freestylin on stage
manhattan and long island, for mike and dave
after that, i was convinced we can do it
until my man biz jetted and came out with “make the music..”
from right there, i said, “man, this sh*t is real
look at biz in the new leather and a pair of spot bills”
i got to give it to you dukes, i was wrong
well you out there now, so put my black *ss on
and sure enough, huh, in about a year’s time
i was r-a-w, goin for mine
droppin jams that slammed on every radio program
and bam, god d*mn, look where i am
the first alb*m, _long live the kane_, it sold
about umm.. aww fukkit it went gold
the money was comin in, yes i had done em in
it wasn’t quite hard for me to find a woman then
cause i was in demand for lots of fans
a s*xy chocolate guy in the public eye
i bought myself a condo out in queens
a plush white volvo and drove off the scene
but i remained the same since i moved out
for instance – drinkin olde e and guinness stout
and also, hangin out with the troops
most of all, takin care of ma dukes
then all of a sudden things started to change
and many old friends started actin strange
behind my back, sayin i’m soft and a sucker
some even said, “yo let’s rob the motherf*cker”
and family members askin for my papers
but biz set them straight, by makin “the vapors”
girls cryin pregnant, to get some of my green
i’m like, “what the f*ck is this? billie jean?”
people har*ssin me, steadily askin me
dis or dat, some even had the audacity
to say that i only liked light-skinned women
tchk, huh, are you kiddin?
cause i love everyone
and i never act prejudiced to none
but for some reason people make my lifestyle so critical
that’s why they call me mr. pitiful

a few people know what i’m sayin
hmm, to the little daddy shane, you know what i mean
and to my man cool v, you know what i mean
to t.j. swan, you know what i mean
and to scoob and scr*p, you know what i mean
to rob base and e.z. rock, you know what i mean
the magnum force, you know what i mean
and to the playboys, you know what i mean
to shemp shawn, you know what i mean
and the f.m.c., you know what i mean
can’t forget miv, you know what i mean
godfather d, you know what i mean
my man doug e. fresh, you know what i mean
and the fifty dollar crew from canada know what i mean
but most of all i can’t forget my man biz-mar-kie
and may i send this to a.j. quest, rest in peace ??

/ big daddy kane lyrics