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Audition - Big L |
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Yo one two one two go 'head you can drop it |
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Yeah one two one two I go by the name of the Big L |
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Ya know what I'm sayin' Rock this with Rock N Wills |
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The hardpack tape aight it go like this |
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Ayyo I got the gift o' gab |
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To lift and grab the mic |
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And recite hype rhymes |
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That'll rip and rag and drag a fag MC |
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Who likes to nag a lot |
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And brag a lot |
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Talkin about the lyrics that he have are hot |
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Step to this and get lit like a candle troop |
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Rhymes I hook up MCs I cook up |
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Like Campbell's Soup |
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I throw rhymes like a quarterback |
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Front and you'll get bust and dust and crushed |
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Bum rushed and all o that |
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Rhymes never sound wack |
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Cause I got em down pat |
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Your rulin time is over |
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So gimme your crown jack |
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I get hype fast |
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And MCs might last |
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A minute with me |
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Because their rhymes are light as a feather |
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And mines are heavy like a big brick |
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Rappers catch a fit quick |
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When I start to kick shit |
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And I record my battles on a camcorder |
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So I can sit back and watch me manslaughter |
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MCs that tried to get wit me hops |
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That's why they all got tooken out like a Bensi box |
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The crown is still mine cause I kick ill rhymes |
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A lotta rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time |
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Or beat eggs or whip cream |
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I'm smoother than Vaseline |
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And I'm a stone cold rappin fiend |
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A lot of new jacks are comin' out but that's cool |
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Cause I'm the principal of the new school |
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Alright check this out another joint like this |
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Yeah aight check it out |
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I control the microphone like a robot |
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My lyrics are so hot props I got a whole lot |
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Cause wit a pen and some paper this man makes |
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Rhymes that're so damn great with flavor like pancakes |
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I'm kickin rhymes like a game of kickball |
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I'm rough like a brick wall MCs take a big fall |
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For tryin to get with this I'm too swift with this |
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A microphone murderer full with magnificence |
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A def rapper and also a swell one |
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In a battle I cook MCs well done |
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My hits are consecutive |
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I'm a lyrical executive |
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Bite my rhymes and I won't let you live |
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So to be safe on the microphone homes |
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Recite your own poems or get your dome flown |
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Or put in a boot camp L is the new champ |
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I'm not the type to go out like a food stamp |
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I'm throwin rhymes like a pitcher throws a curve ball |
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And I'm a serve all punks that try to brawl |
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So stop sleepin on me don't even doze hops |
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Or I'm a heat you up and eat you up like Stove Top |
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Stuffin I'm bum rushin shorts I'm takin none |
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My rhymes weigh a ton I'm not fakin son |
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You're the one who's fakin tryin to be a duplicate |
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Can't kick stupid shit tell you the truth you should quit |
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Rappin start snappin cause all you is a joke |
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Battle L and get smoked |
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Yo I overthrow ya and have ya screamin like a rollercoaster |
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Guzzle you down like a small cup o Coca-Cola |
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I'm goin through MCs like a ransack |
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Stand back as I cruise smooth like a Am-Trak |
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Your rhymes are rusty g you can't f**k with me |
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That's why you're hidin in protective custody |
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L's not the one and I keep MCs runnin |
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I hurt em like bunions make 'em cry like onions |
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I'm a lyrical fighter and I'm brighter than Einstein |
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Try to bite my lines and you'll get a size nine |
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Foot put in your ass for bein a crook |
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Hit with a vital hook and get your title took |
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Yeah I'm a pass it to my man |
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Haha said he got flavor Yeah you keep that flowin |
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Yo I'm the microphone murderer |
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And I'm known for bustin' mad caps |
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I was in rag tracks with rhymes that backslap |
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Causin a nightmare I don't fight fair |
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Niggas playin hard rock hopin they might scare |
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The B-I-G-L but I'm not to be f**ked wit |
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You're tryin to take your idol's title |
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You on some bugged shit |
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I keep the women fiendin and screamin for my smooth shit |
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My rhymes are mad thick and yours is thin as a pool stick |
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F**k it bust it I like it rough and rugged |
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Your style is wick wack and played out like nugget |
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Bracelets face this you can't erase this escape this |
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Break this take this cause I bake this |
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I get so loose on beats that I produce |
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Niggas be frontin crazy hard and got no juice |
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They softer than paper plates the lyrics I make is great |
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A few sheets of loose leaf and a Erasermate |
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Is all I need to write rhymes that are extra fly |
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Mics I wreck and fry rappers I petrify |
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Pack a ff fif with eight shots |
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With one you get popped |
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And now you're locked in a box dead with no props |
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I'm not jokin there's no time for snappin |
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Niggas that be yappin I'm puttin caps in |
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So base up or get sprayed up to the waist up |
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You'll get found faced up police can't trace up |
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Fingerprints why Because I leave no evidence |
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Big L's the name one three nine is the residence peace |
