Settin'' it off lettin'' it off (whatever) (x4)
(Let ''em have it L) What?
(Give it to ''em L) Yeah (x3)
(Let ''em have it)

Verse 1:
A-yo I''m serious I''m not the type to joke a lot
Dressed in all black never seen in polka dots
No other writes rhymes like these
I''m cool as a light breeze
I''m playin'' rappers out like striped Lees
Smoother than velvet
My lyrics are well writ
You sayin'' L''s this and L''s that
Get off L dick
I don''t roll with punks I only roll with live guys
And we do drivebys in 325 I''s
I had beef with this thief named Randolph
Now he''s in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed
So you better leave L alone
Before I reach out and touch you but not with a telephone
Yo I''m the brother that you never even thought of beatin''
Black white or Puerto Rican
I''m gonna slaughter each and
Every crab MC that runs up
When a battle comes up
Give me two thumbs up

Hook

Verse 2:
I damage all opponents as soon as the bell rings
Yo it''s all about me it''s a B. I. G. L thing
The crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes
A lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn''t kill time
One two one two crews I run through
Fuck karate Big L practice Gun Fu
Cause I''m a MC assassinator
I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin'' like activator
Step to this and get shanked up
I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt
And I entertain well because of my brain cells
I''m naughty and stop callin'' me shorty my name''s L
My raps are hotter than the Bahamas
MCs be talkin'' about breakin'' jaws when they couldn''t break a promise
With Big L you can''t swing long
So get behind me and sing cause every hero got a theme song

Hook

Verse 3:
The Big L''s back to attack with a phat rap
Matter of fact black I''m puttin'' Harlem on the map
What''s up cause I''m a stiggy star
Breakin'' ''em up and then talkin'' they heart
You better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin'' microphones apart
I''m undefeated that''s the stone truth
Cause battlin'' me is like fightin'' a gorilla in a phone booth
I take lives with no pride
I just committed a homicide
A punk brother died cause he tried
To take my cash but he didn''t last
I pulled out fast
I tried to bash then I blast on his monkey ass (boom)
I make a lot of doe
I''m quick to spot a foe
Even if my grandma violate she gotta go
When I was young I played with guns not a kiddy toy
Cause I''m a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boy
Facts on tracks I recite well
Everybody be like Mike but Mike wanna be like L

Hook

Big L Outro:
A-yo big shots to all them niggas on the corner
doin'' something they ain''t got no business doin''
I gotta say what''s up to S&S, Doo Wop, and the Bounce Squad
Can''t forget my peeps from Brooklyn youknowhatI''msayin''?
Like Box and Herb and Big Sid

A-yo L you must be buggin'' B
You didn''t even let me say what''s up to my hoes B

Big L:
Oh yeah we gotta say what''s up to the hoes man

Word up let''s go see our P.O.