Big L - Blackout Rap Show Freestyle lyrics

[Big L] I be puffin' blunts in the house, hittin' stunts on the couch This year, crazy cats gon' get punched in they mouth When your wife see me, she don't know how to act So don't be mad when I blow out her back; For real Your whole crew's a buncha poo bu*ts, made a few bucks J'd a few s*uts, then ya'll started runnin' your lips a little too much Got chedda to blow, pockets never get low Chickens sweat me wherever I go Me and O.C. be in the Lex', Cartier specs, Nautica sweats Gore-Tex, with Presidentials on, full of baguettes I done sold coke, sold crack, sold smoke, sold smack Now I wanna gold plaque, can I get a soul clap? Some cats be col' wack You got the lye? Well brother, roll that And if it won't get me high, then hold that I'mma cop me a six, and cruise through the block with your trick I'mma keep droppin' them hits, it won't stop 'til I'm rich [O.C.] Any mic I hold in the grip of my palm I wave it over the crowd, dictating sh** like Genghis Khan Nonchalantly deliver the flow like drug traffic Scolding, bringing somatic to this rap sh** Bona fide. Mic set, you can't see me on it Master the art, so now I just flaunt it Born to live a life and die, but 'til then I'mma keep on writing slick rhymes with the pen I take the cherry from a beat like a virgin havin' innocent Bust my nut, bring rhyme to life like Genesis Poetical renaissance, endeavors are flawless Tearing it up when it comes to me picking up this cordless One of New York's finest On this trip, I coincide with Beatminerz Bringing out the best in me We formulatin' like a recipe Water and dough, we sho' 'nuff Bestow my presence Then I'm divine like the seven Keeping it tight, cause what I suffice is raw n***a It's only right [Big L] Like that, y'all [O.C.] It's like that, y'all [Big L] On the Blackout Rap show, with my man Phat Phillie Check it out, uhh We about to get into a verse like this Check me out, y'all [DJ Phat Phillie] Hmm-mmm [Big L] Yeah, yeah A couple of years ago, before the year nine-fo' My cash flow was low, I was low on dough Used to try to talk to fly girls, and they was like: No! I knew that all of that'd change once I started to blow Now my pockets are bloated, because I exploded Stay devoted, dropped a hot album, now I'm loaded I hang with fly stars, buy cars, for fifty-thou' The New York City child, thug with a pretty smile I love this rap game, that's why I married it It's a big load, but somebody gots to carry it At one point I was about to give up Then got offered a record deal, and my eyes lit up In 1992, boo, my dream came true First I got the fame, then the cream came through Word up, I used to rhyme all the time Whoever thought that slim kid from one-three-nine'd Shine down the line, huh? I used to sell cracks, now I sell tracks Listen up, cause when L raps, he tell facts I'm the type of cat to lay wack MCs to rest I was told to work hard to achieve success Words of wisdom from my father He said: L, when things ain't going so well Don't give up, try harder And never be afraid to make mistakes And don't spend your cash foolishly, save your papes Cause good things come to those who wait they turn Stay concerned, cause it's a lotta papes to earn And help those that's less fortunate than you And stay true to whatever you do, until you're through [O.C.] Yo, uhh O.C.'s illin', I will never, ever bore you O.C.'s illin', I will never, ever bore you To rock like I do, it takes certain zest I'm truly untouchable, like Elliot Ness See, my word and verse is fly. One moment tranquil Then the next minute it goes with the strength to k** I can rock a party right, all night, just trust me Not an MC out there who can touch me Anywhere I go, young ladies, they rush me When I'm on the mic, no way in hell you can hush me My mere presence will leave you in awe And when I'm through you too will call me pa-pa Now is the time to settle this vendetta Slicin' MCs like a Swiss-cheese shredda If you don't like Swiss, then I cut you like chedda Thick, slow and quick, great pain it will inflict The beat's on time and the cuts all click Elegant, never meant, I loves to invent If you heard me say I rock, this is what I meant I don't shriek, I speak, I could never be weak I got the crowd overwhelmed with my rap mystique I'm shrewd, never booed, I wear the MC crown When I step in the place, MCs, they bow down s**as I will smash, they're not fit for the cla** Yo, when we get on the mic, they break out like a rash Cause my sonic, atomic MCs get moronic Chillin' with Big L, we like: It's bionic Charismatic, emphatic, ba** has no static Strungin' off the rhyme like a c**aine addict Nothing but cheers, call O.C. the leader Def rhyme writer, fake MC defeater Girlfriend said you're sweet, but I'm sweeter I'll slay any MC in this rappin' arena Colossal, not a fossil, MCs are quite docile Teach what I'm preaching, you can call me an apostle Tall, not short, dog, and this is the sport I'm a soldier with the mic, and I'm guarding my fort And MCs are no bigger than my big toe And I get higher rating than The Cosby Show When I recite my rhyme, just for you, my friend Big L, jump on this mic and flow once again [Big L] Yo it's L the Harlem Check it out, bust it Yo it's L, the Harlem pimp baby For real I got more dimes than that Sprint lady And that's ill Playa hatas be giving me harsh looks But I'm tryin' to sell records like Garth Brooks Forget em all Yo, it's L the Harlem pimp baby, just like I said Right now, I'm going off the top of the head It's me and O.C., we be low-key Chillin' in the cribs, iced-out Roley Chillin' with my man, his name is Phat Phillie I'm about to get illy, L is a willy The Blackout Rap Show I'm cool like my man, Fat Joe Chew MCs like tobacco O.C [O.C.] Who's the fatso? No, not O MC pro-rap, I can rip the show With my man Big L, that's right, we representin' Name is O.C., I'll put my foot indent in Inside your bu*t like a s*ut on the call MC war Mics I storm My man Big E is on the back of the side MCs, pull away before I crash your ride [Big L] Check it out, check it out O.C. I got your back, bro [O.C.] I got your back [Big L] And we chillin' on the show called the Blackout Rap show It's like that y'all It's like that y'all O.C. and L could never be wack y'all Check it out, every time I flow it's a sensation Check it out, like [O.C.] Live motivation! [Big L] Uhh! Yeah, cuttin' MCs like Jason [O.C.] What? We been the ill ??? [Big L] I'mma set it off, then you gonna set it off next [O.C.] One-two. Watch how we flex [Big L] Uhh, it's like that y'all It's like that y'all [O.C.] It's like that, we hit the cats with a base-bat, y'all [Big L] Right now, we tourin' all over the world [O.C.] MCs, just dissin' your girl [Big L] Uhh, we cool. You know how we do [O.C.] Takin' MCs to schools and we ain't no fool [Big L] Right now we gonna make this the very last line [O.C.] s**a MCs, O and L is on time [Big L] Like that, ya'll