I'm Kinda Like a Big Deal Lyrics - The Clipse & Kanye West

Not long ago, Virginia rap group The Clipse released their sophomore album "Hell Hath no Fury" which was considered an instant classic everywhere. The Clipse continue to bank on their recent success with yet another track full of lyrical fire power, backed by a headnoddin' DJ Khalil beat. Kanye West also gets in on the action in verse 2, adding even more power to this track. If this song's any indication of the rest of their album plus news Clipse has been working with Rick Rubin- we're possibly going to receive another classic release by Clipse. Their 3rd album is due out Summer 2009 entitled "Til' the Casket Drops". Here's the full lyrics for "Kinda Like a Big Deal" by Clipse featuring Kanye West. Find more music from The Clipse here Kinda Like a Big Deal The Clipse feat. Kanye West Kinda Like A Big Deal (feat. Kanye West) - Clipse Til the casket drops Third times a charm right? hehe ha Come on! Verse 1 I'm kinda like a big deal It's unbelievable u see my warning gives u big chills The flow runnin on Big's heels My life after death, Big ain't get to see how this feels Third time's a charm baby After two classics another stripe up on my arm baby It's a blessin' to blow a hundred thou in a recession With no second guessin, Ha ha we're ballin, drop tops we're floorin Champagne we're pourin Re-up is the gang and I'm all in! To the powder & the flame I have fallin! Get money blow money is my callin Yea! Watch a n---a burn through it Life's a maze, you twist and you turn through it The driest of droughts, maneuvered and I earned through it I'm set straight like a perm do it, Push! Chorus: They whisperin about us I know you haters doubt us How you count our money we ain't even finish countin Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal... Verse 2 (Kanye West): Ay yo I'm sittin on top of the- It's more than a feeling ain't it? I be killin dame it, I'm illin and I'm illin' - Eh eh eh meet Mr. Popular Go get your binoculars And see Penthouse 3 where a n----a be Spittin fire on the PJ in my PJ's Fire Marshall said I took it to the Max like TJ Yea people I said Marshalls we play I guess I'm like the Black Marshall meets Jay Meet Ye' alligator souffle, had it made Special Ed got head from a girl in special ed Ya know the pretty ones in that dumb class-- But she got that dumb ass Hit high school and got pregnant dumb fast What happen Tisha, your boyfriend come fast? Turn around gimme pound like we folks Hell no I went Raw dog three strokes Chorus: They whisperin about us I know you haters doubt us How you count our money we ain't even finish countin Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal... Verse 3: Lights, cameras, action! The chain itself's a damn distraction You claim the belt, the glory I bask in I be hoppin the ring, n----s ya cash in It's like stoppin a train, N---a think he's stoppin my reign Talk slick while droppin my name? I'm puttin yall to shame, diamonds in the little hand 50 percent splits I X out the middle man A far cry from a stash in the rental van I'm the reason the hood need a dental plan Ladies & gentle-man, introducin' The C4S with the rims protrudin' The roof vamoose, like a magic show Got me lookin' to the heavens like a javelin throw Yall twiddle your thumbs like the average joe But just as you reap, so shall u sow... Chorus: They whisperin about us I know you haters doubt us How you count our money we ain't even finish countin Pardon me I must say, I'm kinda like a big deal...