Stretch & Bobbito `92 — текст песни (Big L)

Word, check it out, check it out
Check it out, bust it

M.C.`s get taught a lesson when the mic is in my po-session
Rap`s my pro-fession, L is nice. No question
It`s a fact I stay geared it shouldn`t be weird
that I`m feared, cuz my raps are roughed than a nappy beard
I cook rappers like a chef
I`m +Def+ like +Jeff+, right to left
My raps are badder than mornin breath
For niggaz deaths I`m the number one suspect
cuz I catch much wreck, `specially when I`m upset
Suckers I`m a stick of they start
Breakin `em up and then takin they heart
You better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin the microphones
apart
I hold a 40 right because I`m the naughty type
When I strike the mic, niggaz be like, Shorty hype!
I`m smoother than velvet, my lyrics is well writ`
You sayin L`s dis and L`s dat, get off L dick
Rhymes I create and knock out ya gold tooth
Battlin me`s like fightin a gorilla in a phone booth
I wreck mics and drop the cool speeches
Nowadays rappers think they motherfuckin school teachers
1-2, 1-2, Rappers I run through
Fuck Karate, I practice Gun-Fu
The Big L is an assassinator
I grab the mag and leave a fag leakin like Activator
I`m the nigga that you never even thought of beatin
Black, white, or Puerto Rican
I`m could slaughter each an`
every crab M.C. that runs up when the battle comes up
Gimme two thumbs up
Peace