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It's the number one in the area

The Big L be niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched to win
I'm killin' infants for ten
'Cause I'm a street with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my that don't even speak english

I'm ducks shed much tears
I queers
I have it all upstairs, but who the fuck cares?
I'm grabbin' brews fast swiggas
I get cash and stash figures and harass them bitch ass

After you gonna get scared next, and if ya squad flex
I'm off like Bernard Goetz
A tech nine is my
Fillin' niggas so much led they
Can use they for a pencil

I'm known for purses and bombin' churches
I get more pussy by
Then most get on purpose
I got spots from New York to Canada
'Cause Big L be fuckin' with more keys than a

Now the dictator who's style is greater
It's the man more wild flavors
Than motherfuckin' Now 'n Laters, and rappers I hit 'em
automatically go to heaven fuckin'
With me 'cause I 'em hell

So try to front troop
your style is played out just like a Oshkosh jumpsuit
I'm out to collect
I'm on some Wu Tang so protect ya fuckin' neck nigga
Not a model I'm a bad figure
it comes to rap I got skills out the ass nigga

I got it like a warden
Rap without finesse is the N B A without Jordan
So all ya New kickin' wack raps
a fact that, I'll be on your fuckin' back like a napsack
It ain't shit you can me
'Cause bitches still jock me a motherfuckin' L P

It's the number one in the area
Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the

It's the number one in the area
Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the

Yo, I got a death
why I talk so much fuckin' shit
I want these bitch to try to flip
So I can fill up clip and stick the gun
Between they lips a cigarette
And let 'em the four fifth

I fool, I buy
No to lie or cry it's time motherfuckers to die
Because to me death is sex
And if my brain was a deck of cards I'd be missing a deck
Strap up a mac, clack clack motherfuckers are runnin' rats
The blind bats are crazed cats

'Cause the let's loose
And you're wonderin' how the fuck did this get cut loose?
From 25 consecutive 25 the is
For up some fuckin' white kids
These were the kids of the prison
Then I startin' killin' squads of prison in the prison yard

One two everybody's
The microphone nut flew over the prison walls a clue
And now I'm decked to hawk and talk shit
Whoever flaunts shit, I 'em unconscious
I run through ya with a and german Luger
Wreck like Das EFX straight out the sewer

Please show me where the is at
While they crack the sack
I crack they backs like cracker
So I'm the one you run from
Because the nut is like a motherfuckin' stun gun

The way I
No way you stop
I shock pop and drop when Jay hot
When I'm in the zone better ya own
'Cause I like to when I finish a poem

Pound for pound the around
No way you can get up when I get
I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit none
And beat a nigga ass half on da one
Fuckin' a fuckin' Jay ill skill
So ladies up I get around like a wheel
I'm never chokin' off chronic skills are

Bitches will treat me Onyx
Respect that I'll a punks cap back and sign it
Creep your block fuck a glock I step
Through your neighborhood armed with but a rep
I'm giving these ladies they can feel 'cause I'm real
Ya man get line and it's kill, kill, kill

It's the number one crew in the
Known for garbage M C's to the graveyard

the number one crew in the area
Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the

Yo, ya, up and you'll get played like the small fry
I'm throwin' niggas off the roof said you be the four guy
So mess you'll be a dead man
I get tonite's the night like Redman
Nuff to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check yourself 'cause I workin' with a full deck

I'm lethal, people
Not Jeffery Dahmer I'm the
Head or gut like
So what cha
Yo, I'm with the gats step up plap, plap
I'm caps in your back fool

I rip tracks wanna say to hip hop
A nigga disagree bring it on and get
I get I'm party arty so hit the deck
The kid with the tech smokin' like cigarettes
Now ask me how I'm gettin' jewels
I say big up big up it's a stick up, up
I and move

And how we do
So you grab the gat and let

Yo, rat, tat, tat I got the gat
we ghost man a punk
I let it roast and leave your pussy ass
I'm shootin' up the west is
Fuck
blow out a niggas intestines

Better dip fast quick or you won't last
One blast will put your ass in a body
And I be for rep get ill in a sec
mil on your neck blood spill is still in effect
Constantly comittin' larceny
Arsony niggas don't no parts of me

Never past up a fast buck ask the last
His were truck, he got his ass stuck
So what the is you sayin' hop?
I'm wanted for slayin'
ever around when I be sprayin' drops
But I ain't givin' a who gets hit

Niggas coppin' pleas but I ain't tryin' to hear
I'll burn you faggot like toast
If you die and come back I shoot your
Now ass is just a Holy Ghost
You tried to play me to the
You better put a on your head
you're marked for death