[Big L]



Yo Once Again It's The Big L, That Kid Who Got Much Props



From Killin Corrupt Cops, With Motherfuckin Buck Shots



So Don't Step To This, Cause I Got A Live Crew



You Might Be Kinda Big But They Make Coffins Yo' Size Too



I Was Taught Wise, I'm Known To Extort Guys



This Ain't Cali, It's Harlem Nigga We Do Walkbys



No One Can Match Me, Tax Me Or Wax Me



If You Want Me To Write You Some Raps G Just Ask Me



Cause On The Shelf Is Where Your LP Cold Stood



Because It Was No Good, That Shit Ain't Even Go Wood



I'm Not The Type To Take Sluts, I Just Fuck They Guts Out



Get My Nuts Out, Break The Fuck Out



Me Being A Virgin, That's Idiotic



Cause If Big L Got The AIDS Every Cutie In The City Got It



Once A Nigga Tried To Stick Me For Six G's



And I Put More Holes In His Ass Than Swiss Cheese



Chorus: Big L (repeat 2X)



(Ducks Better Scat When The Gat Goes Click-clack)



Or I'ma Have Your Family Dressed In All Black



[Big L]



I Steal Lives Like A Stone Thief, So Leave Me Alone Chief



Or Catch A Buck Shot To Your Domepiece



I Must Warn, I Got It Goin On, Word Is Bond



Ducks Be Gettin Thrown Off Platforms Like P.M. Dawn



I'm Catchin Bodies Like A Villain's Supposed To



And I Squeeze Triggers, Not Just On Niggaz But Hoes Too



So Don't Try To Test Me, Cause I Can't Stand Test-es



Fuck Around, I'll Introduce You To Your Ancestors



Step To This, And Get Left With A Face Full Of Tears Pull



But Man You've Been Rappin For Years Now



And Ain't Make A Hit Yet, Your Flock Better Split Set



In The Shower's The Only Time You Get Your Dick Wet



I Roll With Scary Crews, I Come Out Of Wars Barely Bruised



I'm Puttin Motherfuckers On The Daily News



I Was A Gangsta From The Git-go



Leavin Fags In Bodybags With Tags On They Big Toe



Chorus 2X



[Big L]



Yo Ever Since I Was Young, I Ripped Mics And I Killed Beasts



And I'm Known To Milk Freaks And Hit Em On Silk Sheets



No Dame Can Give Me A Bad Name, I Got Mad Fame



I'm Quick To Put A Slug In A Fag Brain



I Be Placin Snitches Inside Lakes And Ditches



And If I Catch AIDS, Then I'ma Start Rapin Bitches



I'm All About Makin Papes Kid



I Killed My Mother With A Shovel Just Like Norman Bates Did



My Old Man In The Past, Stuck Me Up Without A Mask



Then His Ass Cold Dashed With My Cash Fast



Fifty G's Is What The Creep Stole; So The Next Day



Knocked On His Door And Shot His Granny Through The Peephole



That's The Type Of Shit I'm On, Word Is Bond



Got It Goin On, From The Break Of Dawns To The Early Morn'



You Know My Style I'm Wild, Comin Straight Out Of Harlem Pal



It's Big L, The Motherfuckin Problem Child



Chorus 2X



[Big L]



This Goes Out To All Y'all Bitch-ass Niggaz



So If Your Mother Ain't Ready For A Funeral, Don't FUCK With Me



Cause I Know A Good Way To Get Your Family Together



And I Ai