Hard to Kill
Check it out, this the Big L yknowimsayin
Chillin with my man Herb, we gon' drop like this
Check it out, check it
You better flee Hops, or get your head thrown three blocks
L be keepin niggaz hearts pumpin like Reeboks
It's the nigga that bitches suck and sweat
Faggots I buck and wet, disrespect and I'm a break ya fuckin neck
I'm known to put a cap in a duck face, I spray guns, Fuck Mace
I'm a nutcase from a rough place, it's called Uptown
Front and get bucked down
Walk through with jewels on, that ass'll get stuck clown
I got styles you can't copy bitch
It's the triple six in the mix
Straight from H-E double hockey sticks
I'm the Devil's Son, like my song said:
I smash niggaz like cornbread
You can't kill me - I was born dead
I wet shit up like a floodage
Me and me crew peel cats and carry gats like it's luggage
I'm nowhere near trash, step to the rear fast
'Fore I have ya queer ass cryin like tear gas
Every year I gain clout, and my game sprout
Some niggaz'll be virgins if crack never came out
The Big L's hard to kill, when my squad gets I'll
You better guard your grill, before you gets scarred for real
Big L is a large boss
Known for puttin more holes in a nigga body than a golf course
I'm crazy quick to knock a duck off
I'll pull out then buck off
And tear a nigga grill right the fuck off
You'll get smoked - like a Phillie fast
Cause ya shit is really trash
Fuck around, I swing on ya silly ass
It's Big L the crime converter
Sayin peace to all the niggaz in jail doin time for murder
I wreck the mic, plus the whole stage, rockin cornrow braids
I'm killin motherfuckers like old age
Known to have a hottie open
I keep the shotty smokin
Front and get half the bones in ya body broken
I never false teach, so listen as the boss preach
I only rock leathers by Martin Cannon and North Beach
I'm makin rap hits, I stab flicks and mack chicks
Just the slim ones, you won't see L with no fat bitch
Yo I'm the nigga that they call AWOL
Punks - I slay all, on my spare time I play ball
In the playgrounds I spray clowns with trey pounds
Makin G's from transportin keys on Greyhounds
My shit is kickin like a sensei
I'm smoother than Ben Gay
[?] Comprende?
I'm outtie like M.J.
Chillin with my man Herb, we gon' drop like this
Check it out, check it
You better flee Hops, or get your head thrown three blocks
L be keepin niggaz hearts pumpin like Reeboks
It's the nigga that bitches suck and sweat
Faggots I buck and wet, disrespect and I'm a break ya fuckin neck
I'm known to put a cap in a duck face, I spray guns, Fuck Mace
I'm a nutcase from a rough place, it's called Uptown
Front and get bucked down
Walk through with jewels on, that ass'll get stuck clown
I got styles you can't copy bitch
It's the triple six in the mix
Straight from H-E double hockey sticks
I'm the Devil's Son, like my song said:
I smash niggaz like cornbread
You can't kill me - I was born dead
I wet shit up like a floodage
Me and me crew peel cats and carry gats like it's luggage
I'm nowhere near trash, step to the rear fast
'Fore I have ya queer ass cryin like tear gas
Every year I gain clout, and my game sprout
Some niggaz'll be virgins if crack never came out
The Big L's hard to kill, when my squad gets I'll
You better guard your grill, before you gets scarred for real
Big L is a large boss
Known for puttin more holes in a nigga body than a golf course
I'm crazy quick to knock a duck off
I'll pull out then buck off
And tear a nigga grill right the fuck off
You'll get smoked - like a Phillie fast
Cause ya shit is really trash
Fuck around, I swing on ya silly ass
It's Big L the crime converter
Sayin peace to all the niggaz in jail doin time for murder
I wreck the mic, plus the whole stage, rockin cornrow braids
I'm killin motherfuckers like old age
Known to have a hottie open
I keep the shotty smokin
Front and get half the bones in ya body broken
I never false teach, so listen as the boss preach
I only rock leathers by Martin Cannon and North Beach
I'm makin rap hits, I stab flicks and mack chicks
Just the slim ones, you won't see L with no fat bitch
Yo I'm the nigga that they call AWOL
Punks - I slay all, on my spare time I play ball
In the playgrounds I spray clowns with trey pounds
Makin G's from transportin keys on Greyhounds
My shit is kickin like a sensei
I'm smoother than Ben Gay
[?] Comprende?
I'm outtie like M.J.
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Writer(s): Forrest Gordon Patten
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