let 'em have it 'l'
Singer:big l
settin' it off lettin' it off
a-yo i'm serious i'm not the type to joke a lot
dressed in all black never seen in polka dots
no other writes rhymes like these
i'm cool as a light breeze
i'm playin' rappers out like striped lees
you sayin' l's this and l's that
i don't roll with punks i only roll with live guys
and we do drivebys in 325 i's
i had beef with this thief named randolph
now he's in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed
so you better leave l alone
before i reach out and touch you but not with a telephone
yo i'm the brother that you never even thought of beatin'
black white or puerto rican
i'm gonna slaughter each and
every crab mc that runs up
i damage all opponents as soon as the bell rings
yo it's all about me it's a b. i. g. l thing
the crown is still mine cause i drop ill rhymes
a lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time
one two one two crews i run through
fuck karate big l practice gun fu
cause i'm a mc assassinator
i grab a mag and leave a nag leakin' like activator
step to this and get shanked up
i knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt
and i entertain well because of my brain cells
i'm naughty and stop callin' me shorty my name's l
where raps are hotter than old?
mcs be talkin' about breakin' jaws when they couldn't break a promise
with big l you can't swing long
so get behind me and sing cause every hero got a theme song
the big l's back to attack with a phat rap
matter of fact black i'm puttin' harlem on the map
what's up cause i'm a stiggy star
breakin' 'em up and then talkin' they heart
you better believe that big l is the man that be rippin' microphones apart
i'm undefeated that's the stone truth
cause battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth
i take lives with no pride
i just committed a homicide
a punk brother died cause he tried
to take my cash but he didn't last
i tried to bash then i blast on his monkey ass
even if my grandma violate she gotta go
when i was young i played with guns not a kiddy toy
cause i'm a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boy
facts on tracks i recite well
everybody be like mike but mike wanna be like l
a-yo big shots to all them niggas on the corner
doin' something they ain't got no business doin'
i gotta say what's up to s&s
can't forget my peeps from brooklyn youknowhati'msayin'?
like box and herb and big sid
a-yo l you must be buggin' b
you didn't even let me say what's up to my hoes b
oh yeah we gotta say what's up to the hoes man
word up let's go see our p.o.