[Verse: Big L, Bobbito Stretch Armstrong]
Now when it comes to this rap shit, you know the Big L’s top ranked
And those niggas who fronted, they got spanked
Microphones I clutch and slay, fools I buck and spray
Me, sellout? *scoffs* No fucking way
I kick flavor ‘til the track dies, digging hoes with fat thighs
I’m known for giving wack guys black eyes
I fight my own wars, I’m known to bone whores
And my raps be going long distance like phone calls
You got a big crew, but I roll with larger men
I’m smoother than Margarine, and I’m hitting harder than
That nigga named Mike Tys, I’m quite nice
I might slice a punk for the right price, then eat him with white rice
The Big L is known for rocking jewels, dropping fools, and stopping crеws by popping tools
I’m crazy quick to buck a gun, and get a sucker done
Yo, I’m so smooth, I could fuck a nun *laughtеr*
Emcees be acting like they top gunning, yo, talking like villains, but won’t pop nothing, so stop fronting
Before I pop you like a fat rope, I’m that dope
I’m mad far from flat broke, front and I’ll let my gat smoke
Big L is the nigga you can’t call wack, front and get your jaw cracked
My format is raw, black, I’m all that
Fatter than horseflies, known to extort guys
This ain’t Cali, it’s Harlem, nigga, we do walk-bys
And it’s a fact I pack a joint or two
And right now, you’re hearing shit from the Big L’s point of view
I’m not the type to take sluts out, I just fuck they guts out
Get my nuts out, and break the fuck out
Me being a virgin? Thats idiotic
Cause if Big L got the aids, every cutie in the city got it
I’m a street genius with a unique penis *laughter*
Got fly chicks on my dick that don’t even speak english
[Outro]
Word up, a little something
*laughter*