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[Big L]
The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it
Sendin poems to have them fakkits diggin hoes like Reverand Swaggart
L's the nikka that crime follows
I'm hittin fine models and stabbin punks with broken wine bottles
I beat chumps til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks
I sex chicks, I'll even fukk a dead bytch
Always sprayin Tecs, because I be stayin vexed
Some nikka named Dex, was in the projects layin threats
I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin
Put his brains in the street
Now you can see what he was just thinkin
I'm chokin enemies til they start turnin pale
Satan said I'm learnin well, Big L's gonna burn in hell
Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard
I run with a thievin squad, and NONE OF US believe in God
big l was complex as hell lyrically
The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it
Sendin poems to have them fakkits diggin hoes like Reverand Swaggart
L's the nikka that crime follows
I'm hittin fine models and stabbin punks with broken wine bottles
I beat chumps til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks
I sex chicks, I'll even fukk a dead bytch
Always sprayin Tecs, because I be stayin vexed
Some nikka named Dex, was in the projects layin threats
I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin
Put his brains in the street
Now you can see what he was just thinkin
I'm chokin enemies til they start turnin pale
Satan said I'm learnin well, Big L's gonna burn in hell
Front and get scarred cause your rap style ain't even hard
I run with a thievin squad, and NONE OF US believe in God
big l was complex as hell lyrically
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