[00:00.000] 作词 : L. Coleman/R. Hall
[00:01.000] 作曲 : L. Coleman/R. Hall
[00:26.513]Yo once again it's the Big L, that kid who got much props
[00:29.550]From killin corrupt cops, with mother****ing buck shot
[00:32.628]So don't step to this, cause I got a live crew
[00:35.064]You might be kinda big
[00:35.994]But they make coffins yo' size too
[00:38.142]I was taught wise, I'm known to extort guys
[00:40.390]This ain't Cali, it's Harlem mother****er we do walkby
[00:43.502]No one can match me, tax me or wax me
[00:45.755]If you want me to write you some raps G
[00:47.750]Just ask me
[00:48.959]Cause on the shelf is where your LP cold stood
[00:51.344]Because it was no good
[00:52.616]That bullshit ain't even go woo
[00:54.380]I'm not the type to take s***s out
[00:56.192]I just ****ed they guts out
[00:57.600]Get my n**s out, then break the niggas out
[00:59.795]Me being a virgin, that's idiotic
[01:01.893]Cause if Big L got the AIDS
[01:03.474]Every cutie in the city got it
[01:05.257]Once a nigga tried to stick me for six G'
[01:07.713]And I put more holes in his ass than swiss cheese
[01:10.427](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[01:13.108]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[01:15.844](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[01:18.597]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[01:21.626]I steal lives like a stone thief
[01:23.361]So leave me alone chief
[01:24.712]Or catch a buck shot to your domepiece
[01:26.728]I must warn, I got it goin on, word is bond
[01:29.347]Ducks be gettin' thrown off platforms like P.M. Dawn
[01:32.616]I'm catchin' bodies like a villain's supposed to
[01:34.968]And I squeeze triggers
[01:35.900]Not just on niggas but hoes to
[01:37.706]So don't try to test me cause I can't stand test-es
[01:40.790]****ing around, I'll introduce you to your ancestor
[01:43.597]Step to this and get left
[01:44.765]With a face full of tears, pal
[01:46.521]But man you've been rappin' for years now
[01:48.597]And ain't made a hit yet, you flop in a split sec
[01:51.640]In the shower's the only time you get your nigga we
[01:54.259]I roll with scary crews
[01:55.772]I come out of wars barely bruised
[01:57.492]I'm puttin' mother****ers on the Daily New
[01:59.817]I was a gangsta from the git-go
[02:01.858]Leavin' fags in bodybags with tags on they big toe
[02:04.935](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[02:07.649]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[02:10.395](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[02:13.026]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[02:15.748](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[02:18.443]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[02:21.287](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[02:24.015]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[02:26.710]Yo ever since I was young
[02:27.675]I ripped mics and I killed beats
[02:29.425]And I'm known to milk freaks
[02:30.784]And hit em on silk sheets
[02:32.539]No dame can give me a bad name, I got mad fame
[02:35.531]I'm quick to put a slug in a fag brain
[02:37.963]I be placin' snitches inside lakes and ditches
[02:40.730]And if I catch AIDS then I'mma start rapin' nigga
[02:43.394]I'm all about makin' papes kid
[02:45.391]I killed my mother with a shovel
[02:46.925]Just like Norman Bates did
[02:48.775]My old man in the past, stuck me up without a mask
[02:51.737]Then his ass cold dashed with my cash fast
[02:54.281]Fifty G's is what the creep stole
[02:56.090]So the next day, knocked on his door
[02:57.727]And shot his granny through the peephole
[02:59.824]That's the type of shit I'm o
[03:01.283]Word is bond, got it going on
[03:03.073]From the break of dawns to the early morn'
[03:05.173]You know my style I'm wild
[03:06.626]Comin' straight out of Harlem pal
[03:08.239]It's Big L, the mother****ing problem chil
[03:10.281](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[03:13.006]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[03:15.735](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[03:18.510]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[03:21.216](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[03:23.909]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[03:26.723](Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
[03:29.304]Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
[03:32.413]This goes out to all y'all b***h-ass nigga
[03:35.100]So if your mother ain't ready for a funeral
[03:37.444]Don't **** with m
[03:38.620]Cause I know a good way
[03:39.658]To get your family together
[03:41.016]And I ain't talkin' bout no reunion mother****e
[03:43.612]Yo, I'm bout to sign out, but before I go
[03:46.186]I gotta say peace to the NFL crew
[03:48.604]You know who you are
[03:49.598]And all y'all niggas talkin' that gun shi
[03:51.408]And won't bust a rhyme, stop fakin' the funk!
[03:54.379]Word, I'm bout to get up out of here
[03:56.173]Yo I'm out B, yo peace man
[03:58.265]I gotta get this money
[03:59.813]So all y'all niggas on my hitlis
[04:01.344]Get your suits ready
[04:02.710]Hahahaha!

作词 : L. Coleman/R. Hall
作曲 : L. Coleman/R. Hall
Yo once again it's the Big L, that kid who got much props
From killin corrupt cops, with mother****ing buck shot
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 mother****er we do walkby
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 bullshit ain't even go woo
I'm not the type to take s***s out
I just ****ed they guts out
Get my n**s out, then break the niggas 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'
And I put more holes in his ass than swiss cheese
(Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Ducks 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 to
So don't try to test me cause I can't stand test-es
****ing around, I'll introduce you to your ancestor
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 nigga we
I roll with scary crews
I come out of wars barely bruised
I'm puttin' mother****ers on the Daily New
I was a gangsta from the git-go
Leavin' fags in bodybags with tags on they big toe
(Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Ducks 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' nigga
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 o
Word is bond, got it going 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 mother****ing problem chil
(Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack)
Or I'mma have your family dressed in all black
(Ducks 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 b***h-ass nigga
So if your mother ain't ready for a funeral
Don't **** with m
Cause I know a good way
To get your family together
And I ain't talkin' bout no reunion mother****e
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 shi
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 hitlis
Get your suits ready
Hahahaha!