[singer wails for first 0:59 of song]      [big daddy kane]   It's hard enough for a black man tryin to make it today   Strugglin to find the right way   So I say, times is hard, word to god   Recessions, depressions, the whole nine yards   That itself makes a brother wanna break   But bein an entertainer puts the icin on the cake   Cause I can remember when I looked up to kurtis blow   And said that's where I gotta go   So here I am, paid in the rap trade   But still gettin played, for my darker shade   That's not the only p-r-o-b-l-e-m   Man, that's just the beginnin of them   For example, I can't walk the streets alone..   .. without bein known   Don't get me wrong, cause deep in my heart I do love it   But I can't even dig up my nose in public, huh   Mc rell couldn't have said it no plainer   Yeah, that's the life of an entertainer   And the times are so hard to understand   That it makes me a troubled man      * mister cee cuts up chuck d saying "i got so much trouble on my mind" *      [big daddy kane]   I like women, but I hate womankind   Love can be just too much for the mind   Cause I've toured the world from state to state   And wouldn't lay down tonight without havin a mate   Married girls in tight miniskirts   That left they husband waitin at the concert   I don't discriminate with girls that I talk to   I take em mello-yello to chocolate yoo-hoo   But now I couldn't find the right girl to fit me   Not even if she walked into my face and bit me   You see it's hard to make a woman your wife   When you've been humpin married woman the most of your life   You better believe that's true, word up   Cause if it happened to me, then it can happen to you   I'm not tryin to say that a woman is scandalous   I'm just showin you who the troubled man is      * mister cee cuts up chuck d saying "i got so much trouble on my mind" *      [big daddy kane]   Brothers from the past..   .. in the streets of bed-stuy or my ? sara j? class   Some of them are cool, some of them at times can be a bother   Thinkin I got jobs to give like roy rogers   I try to explain I'm not on tour yet   And they say, "you think you're all that? yeah, I bet!"   So when I see em on the solo tip   I gotta throw joints to prove my point   Just when I thought that I had the neighborhood support   Here comes another battle to be fought, huh   You know they even tried to start a aids rumor   Diggin the kind of life, that would maybe doom a   Brother of my priniciple, you'd think some of these people   Would be more sensisble, because a lie like that   Didn't bring my sex flow to an end   Maaaaaaaan, I'm still gettin skins!   And the beat goes on until the thrill is gone   And life is the same old song   And maybe one day you can understand   What it's like to be a troubled man      * mister cee cuts up chuck d saying "i got so much trouble on my mind" *