Hook:
Settin` it off lettin` it off (whatever) (x4)
(Let `em have it L) What?
(Give it to `em L) Yeah (x3)
(Let `em have it)
Verse 1:
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
Smoother than velvet
My lyrics are well writ
You sayin` L`s this and L`s that
Get off L dick
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
When a battle comes up
Give me two thumbs up
Hook
Verse 2:
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
Hook
Verse 3:
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 pulled out fast
I tried to bash then I blast on his monkey ass (boom)
I make a lot of doe
I`m quick to spot a foe
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
Hook
Big L Outro:
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, Doo Wop, and the Bounce Squad
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
Big L:
Oh yeah we gotta say what`s up to the hoes man
Word up let`s go see our P.O.
