“In the shower is the only time you get your dick wet.” Big L is the master of punchlines. Yes you may remix is still the greatest verse bar for bar that there has ever been.
"You might be kinda big, but they make coffins yo size too"
Yo, this dude was wayyyy before his time! A master with the wordplay, delivery was always on point, had that nitty gritty, mean flow to go with it. One of the true greats for sure. They took him away way to soon. RIH Big L man
Yo once again it's the Big L, that kid who got much props From killin corrupt cops, with motherfuckin buck shots So don't 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, I'm known to extort guys This ain't Cali, it's 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 ain't even go wood I'm 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, that's idiotic Cause if Big L got the AIDS every cutie in the city got it Once a nigga tried to stick me for six G's And I put more holes in his ass than swiss cheese
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black (Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
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 I'm catchin bodies like a villain's supposed to And I squeeze triggers, not just on niggas but hoes too So don't try to test me, cause I can't stand testers Fuck around, I'll introduce you to your ancestors Step to this and get left with a face full of tears, pal But man you've been rappin for years now And ain't made a hit yet, you flop in a split sec In the shower's the only time you get your dick wet I roll with scary crews, I come out of wars barely bruised I'm puttin motherfuckers on the Daily News I was a gangsta from the git-go Leavin fags in bodybags with tags on they big toe
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black (Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black (Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black (Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
Yo ever since I was young, I ripped mics and I killed beats And I'm known to milk freaks and hit em on silk sheets No dame can give me a bad name, I got mad fame I'm quick to put a slug in a fag brain I be placin snitches inside lakes and ditches And if I catch AIDS, then I'mma start rapin bitches I'm 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 G's is what the creep stole so the next day Knocked on his door and shot his granny through the peephole That's the type of shit I'm on, word is bond Got it goin on, from the break of dawns to the early morn' You know my style I'm wild, comin straight out of Harlem pal It's Big L, the motherfucking problem child
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black (Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black (Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black (Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
This goes out to all y'all bitch-ass niggas So if your mother ain't ready for a funeral, don't FUCK with me Cause I know a good way to get your family together And I ain't talkin bout a reunion motherfucker Yo, I'm bout to sign out, but before I go I gotta say peace to the NFL crew, you know who you are And all y'all niggas talkin that gun shit And won't bust a rhyme, stop fakin the funk! Word, I'm bout to get up out of here Yo I'm out B, yo peace man I gotta get this money So all y'all niggas on my hitlist get your suits ready Hahahaha!
Lord Finesse went hard on the beat though.
Discovered Big L at 14 & still listening to him till this day
Big l's lyrics are killers. RIP legend
Your favorite rappers, favorite rapper
Lord Finesse is a genius.
Best Rapper In History!!
“In the shower is the only time you get your dick wet.” Big L is the master of punchlines. Yes you may remix is still the greatest verse bar for bar that there has ever been.
I used to be really scared and afraid to go through harlem because of big L he Disturbed me as a white youth especially those projects he's from
“So don’t try to test me, cause I can’t stand testers. Fuck around, I’ll introduce you to ya ancestors” WHEW, L had punchlines for days.
"Don't step to this cuz I got a live crew,
"You might be kinda big, but they make coffins yo size too"
Yo, this dude was wayyyy before his time! A master with the wordplay, delivery was always on point, had that nitty gritty, mean flow to go with it. One of the true greats for sure. They took him away way to soon. RIH Big L man
L is better than Biggie, Jay, Em.
Thank you Big L these harmonies gave me the confidence to confront my bullies. Never got messed with again.
the black metal of hip hop for sure
This sounds like the create-a-player song in WWF Wrestlemania 2000
I get mad Kill Bill vibes from the instrumental
Rip big L
Wish u were here for my era
97 baby here
Hardest spitter to ever breathe on a microphone. RIP Big L. Rap has never been the same since you left us.
Imagine a brawl between modern "rappers" and 90's underground rappers…
The main suspect who murdered Big L was shot dead in the back of the head on the same street (W 139 street) where this album picture was taken
Big L is the meanest, foulest and the rudest rapper I've heard.
‘I’ve been robbin motherfuckers since the slave ships’
That’s biggies best punch line. Probably one to my favourites.
Big L spat 10 of those per recording.
If you know you know.
dude was insane lmao, RIP
"Get your suits ready."
i never walk when i look at this album cover
Yo once again it's the Big L, that kid who got much props
From killin corrupt cops, with motherfuckin buck shots
So don't 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, I'm known to extort guys
This ain't Cali, it's 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 ain't even go wood
I'm 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, that's idiotic
Cause if Big L got the AIDS every cutie in the city got it
Once a nigga tried to stick me for six G's
And I put more holes in his ass than swiss cheese
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
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
I'm catchin bodies like a villain's supposed to
And I squeeze triggers, not just on niggas but hoes too
So don't try to test me, cause I can't stand testers
Fuck around, I'll introduce you to your ancestors
Step to this and get left with a face full of tears, pal
But man you've been rappin for years now
And ain't made a hit yet, you flop in a split sec
In the shower's the only time you get your dick wet
I roll with scary crews, I come out of wars barely bruised
I'm puttin motherfuckers on the Daily News
I was a gangsta from the git-go
Leavin fags in bodybags with tags on they big toe
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
Yo ever since I was young, I ripped mics and I killed beats
And I'm known to milk freaks and hit em on silk sheets
No dame can give me a bad name, I got mad fame
I'm quick to put a slug in a fag brain
I be placin snitches inside lakes and ditches
And if I catch AIDS, then I'mma start rapin bitches
I'm 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 G's is what the creep stole so the next day
Knocked on his door and shot his granny through the peephole
That's the type of shit I'm on, word is bond
Got it goin on, from the break of dawns to the early morn'
You know my style I'm wild, comin straight out of Harlem pal
It's Big L, the motherfucking problem child
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Thugs better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
This goes out to all y'all bitch-ass niggas
So if your mother ain't ready for a funeral, don't FUCK with me
Cause I know a good way to get your family together
And I ain't talkin bout a reunion motherfucker
Yo, I'm bout to sign out, but before I go
I gotta say peace to the NFL crew, you know who you are
And all y'all niggas talkin that gun shit
And won't bust a rhyme, stop fakin the funk!
Word, I'm bout to get up out of here
Yo I'm out B, yo peace man
I gotta get this money
So all y'all niggas on my hitlist get your suits ready
Hahahaha!
MINGUS
That sound when the jerry can hits the ground