Big L - Give It To 'Em L (Original Mix) lyrics

[Big L] I'm serious, I'm not the type to joke a lot Dressed in all black, never seen in polka dots No other write rhymes like these I'm cool as a light breeze Playin' rappers out like striped Lee's I'm smoother than velvet My rhymes are well writ You're sayin' L's this and L's that, get off L dick Battles I refuse to lose I choose to cruise smooth, like the blues I never hear boos cause I amuse Grab the brew and take a sip I stay lookin' dip, mics I rip Don't flip, we on the party tip But you better leave L alone Before I reach out and touch you, but not with a telephone I'm the brother that you never even thought of beatin' Black, white or Puerto Rican I'm gonna slaughter each and Every crab MC that runs up When a battle comes up, give me two thumbs up It's Big L, y'all I'm living swell, y'all I do my thing, that's why my name ring bells, y'all Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L It's Big L, y'all I'm living swell y'all I do my thing, that's why my name ring bells y'all Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L I damage all opponents as soon as the bell ring It's all about me, yo it's a B-I-G-L thing The crown is still mine, I drop ill rhymes A lotta rappers talk that murder stuff and couldn't k** time And rockin' a crowd, I got it pat down While D-Wiz rip shop in the background Rhymes I make'll knock out your gold tooth Fightin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth My style gets scarier Battles? The more the merrier You can't compare me ta, brothers from the area Or brothers from other states, because this brother makes Outstandin' lyrics that suffocates Brothers from New York to the Bahamas Rappers talkin' 'bout breakin' jaws when they couldn't break a promise The Big L's quick to make a chick lift her skirt up Step to this and get hurt up Word up It's Big L, y'all I'm living swell, y'all I do my thing, that's why my name ring bells, y'all Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L It's Big L, y'all I'm living swell y'all I do my thing, that's why my name ring bells y'all Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L MCs get taught a lesson when the mic is in my po-ssession Rap's my pro-fession...no question It's a fact I stay geared It shouldn't be weird, that I'm feared Cause my raps are rougher than a nappy beard I cook rappers like a chef I'm def like Jeff Right to left, my raps are badder than mornin' breath Basin' in my face, I won't accept that You better step back, before your eye be jet black And s**ers I'm a stiggedy star Breakin' 'em up and then takin' they heart You better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin' the microphones apart I hit hard from New York to Miami Pockets stay swolled up like a eye jammy I'm dropping science on wax while you kickin' riddles I'm a Big Mac, you and your whole crew are Chicken Littles To be safe on the microphone homes Recite your own poems Or get your dome flown MCs want no parts o' L As I rip shop with Hip-Hop, the crowd starts to yell It's Big L, y'all I'm living swell, y'all I do my thing, that's why my name ring bells, y'all Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L It's Big L, y'all I'm living swell y'all I do my thing, that's why my name ring bells y'all Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L Let 'em have it L, give it to 'em L