Big L Lyrics
Big L Lyrics
"Put it On Lyrics"
Intro Lyrics
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
[Big L]
Aiyyo, you betta flee Hobbes, or get your head flown three blocks
L keep rapper's hearts pumpin like Reeboks
And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts
Some brothers'd still be large if the crack never came out
I got the wild style, always been a foul child
My guns go poom-poom, and yo' guns go pow-pow
I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shottie smokin
Front and get half the bones in your body broken
And when it comes to gettin nookie I'm not a rookie
I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopie
I run with sturdy clicks I'm never hittin dirty chicks
Got thirty-five bodies, buddy don't make it thirty-six
Step to this you're good as gone, word is bond
I leave mics torn when I put it on
[Kid Capri]
So put it on Big L, put it on
C'mon put it onnn, and onnn, and onnn
C'mon put it on Big L, put it on
C'mon put it on represent put it on, C'M
Doggone Cowboy Lyrics
I'm kin to the rovin' wind that brings the norther in Along that dusty trail I'll take my stand The steers are big and bold and the nights are often cold But I'll get by so long as I can Throw that rope and brand that calf dream of a girl in a photograph I got no home I got no wife but I'll be a doggone cowboy all of my life I'm up at the crack of dawn and I throw the bacon on Seems somehow my work is never through When I get done at n
ON!I'm kin to the rovin' wind that brings the norther in Along that dusty trail I'll take my stand The steers are big and bold and the nights are often cold But I'll get by so long as I can Throw that rope and brand that calf dream of a girl in a photograph I got no home I got no wife but I'll be a doggone cowboy all of my life I'm up at the crack of dawn and I throw the bacon on Seems somehow my work is never through When I get done at n
[Big L]
Nobody can take nuttin from Big L but a loss chief
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I'm known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie
Got more cash than Gotti (you don't know?) you betta ask somebody
Big L is a crazy brother, and I'm a lady lover
A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skinz
and get endz and commit sins with sick friends
Cause I'm a money getter, also a honey hitter
You think you nice as me? Ha ha, youse a funny nigga
I flows, so one of my shoes, wouldn't be clever to miss
I'm leavin competitors pissed
To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this
I'm catchin wreck to the break of dawn
And it's on, yo it's a must that I put it on
[Kid Capri]
Yeah, so put it on Big L, put it on
C'mon put it on, big fella put it on and on
Put it on Big L, put it on represent
Put it
You Help Them Lyrics
You're far too cold for me to warm you though I'd love to hold a lighter to your skin And its sick for me to warn you when you grab the knife and help them sink it in. Do you hear me call your name? My throat is bleeding. Wherever you may go i will pursue you. You will not escape the glare my eyes will spit. You should eat your words without your liar's dressing. I regret the years i put up with your shit. Wherever you go along this bloodsoaked
n, c'mon put it on..You're far too cold for me to warm you though I'd love to hold a lighter to your skin And its sick for me to warn you when you grab the knife and help them sink it in. Do you hear me call your name? My throat is bleeding. Wherever you may go i will pursue you. You will not escape the glare my eyes will spit. You should eat your words without your liar's dressing. I regret the years i put up with your shit. Wherever you go along this bloodsoaked
[* unknown patois chatta - best guess *]
Some boys see me gun nozzle and take a we fi joke
Boy you gwan dead before you see me gun smoke
See me gun nozzle and take me fi joke
You gwan dead, from army you provoked
[Big L]
I drink Moet not Beck's beer, I stay dressed in slick gear
Peace to my homies in the gangsta lean, I see you when I get there
And it's a fact I keep a gat in my arm reach
I charm freaks and bomb geeks from here to Palm Beach
I'm puttin rappers in the wheelchair, Big L is the villain
you still fear, cause I be hangin it hard and my shit is for real here
If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread, you can't kill me I was born dead
And I'm known to pull steel trigs and kill pigs
I run with ill kids and real nigs who peel wigs
My rap's steady slammin, I keep a heavy cannon
It's a new sherriff in town, and it ain't Reg
Phenomenon Lyrics
Safe from all the hurting safe from all the lies Locked myself away now blindfold on my eyes Lost in your predictions fiction from the stars Bound to be your destiny you know who you are Someone stopped the starlight loosened up the ties Now the door is open open like my eyes So if the sky's about to fall i'll still be up there flying It's just the fear of what's in store that ever stops you trying And if the storm throws you around it
ie HammondSafe from all the hurting safe from all the lies Locked myself away now blindfold on my eyes Lost in your predictions fiction from the stars Bound to be your destiny you know who you are Someone stopped the starlight loosened up the ties Now the door is open open like my eyes So if the sky's about to fall i'll still be up there flying It's just the fear of what's in store that ever stops you trying And if the storm throws you around it
Peace to my peoples, the Children of the Corn
Cause we put it on, adios, ghost I'm gone
[Kid Capri]
So put it on Big L, put it on
C'mon put it on, big fella put it on and on
Big L, you gotta put it on and on
Put it on Big L, put it on and on
Word up, knahmsayin?
My man Big L, runnin things for the nine-four
and nine-oh-S, you know what I mean?
It's the Kid Capri, in full flair
And we gon' put it on a little somethin like this
Big L, c'mon
[Big L] [Kid Capri]
Lord Finesse He be puttin it on
My man Buckwild He be puttin it on and on
My man Fat Joe He be puttin it on
Showbiz and A.G. Yeah they be puttin it on and on
I can't forget Diamond D He be puttin it on
The whole D.I.T.C. Yeah they be puttin it on and on
And of course Kid Capri Yeah I be puttin it on
The whole N.Y.C. Yeah we be puttin it on and on
And I'm out *echoes*