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Song title: Big L - All Black

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[big l]
Yo once again its the big l, that kid who got much props
From killin corrupt cops, with motherfuckin buck shots
So dont 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, Im known to extort guys
This aint cali, its 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 aint even go wood
Im not the type to take sluts out, I just fuck they guts out
Get my nuts out, then break the fuck out
Me being a virgin, thats idiotic
Cause if big l got the aids every cutie in the city got it
Once a nigga tried to stick me for six gs
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 ima 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
Im catchin bodies like a villains supposed to
And I squeeze triggers, not just on niggaz but hoes too
So dont try to test me, cause I cant stand test-es
Fuck around, Ill introduce you to your ancestors
Step to this and get left with a face full of tears, pal
But man youve been rappin for years now
And aint made a hit yet, you flop in a split sec
In the showers the only time you get your dick wet
I roll with scary crews, I come out of wars barely bruised
Im 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 beats
And Im known to milk freaks and hit em on silk sheets
No dame can give me a bad name, I got mad fame
Im quick to put a slug in a fag brain
I be placin snitches inside lakes and ditches
And if I catch aids, then ima start rapin bitches
Im 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 gs is what the creep stole; so the next day
Knocked on his door and shot his granny through the peephole
Thats the type of shit Im on, word is bond
Got it goin on, from the break of dawns to the early morn
You know my style Im wild, comin straight out of harlem pal
Its big l, the motherfuckin problem child

Chorus 2x

[big l]
This goes out to all yall bitch-ass niggaz
So if your mother aint ready for a funeral, dont fuck with me
Cause I know a good way to get your family together
And I aint talkin bout a reunion motherfucker
Yo, Im bout to sign out, but before I go
I gotta say peace to the nfl crew, you know who you are
And all yall niggaz talkin that gun shit
And wont bust a rhyme, stop fakin the funk!
Word, Im bout to get up out of here
Yo Im out b, yo peace man
I gotta get this money
So all yall niggaz on my hitlist get your suits ready
Hahahaha!