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[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 ain't talkin bout a reunion motherfucker 
Yo, I'm bout to sign out, but before I go 
I gotta say peace to the NFL crew, you know who you are 
And all y'all niggaz talkin that gun shit 
and won't bust a rhyme, stop fakin the funk! 
Word, I'm bout to get up out of here 
Yo I'm out B, yo peace man 
I gotta get this money 
So all y'all niggaz on my hitlist get your suits ready 
Hahahaha!

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