Show - Principal Of The New School lyrics

[Big L] I got the gift of gab To lift and grab The mic And recite hype rhymes That'll rip and rag And drag A f*g MC Who likes to nag a lot And brag a lot Talkin' about the lyrics that he have are hot Step to this and get lit like a candle troop Rhymes I hook up, MCs I cook up Like Campbell's Soup I throw rhymes like a quarterback Front and you'll get bust an' dust and crushed Bum rushed and all of that Rhymes never sound whack ‘Cause I got ‘em down pat Your rulin' time is over So gimme your crown jack I get hype fast And MCs might last A minute with me Because their rhymes are light as A feather And mines are heavy like a big brick Rappers catch a fit quick When I start to kick sh** And I record my battles on a camcorder So I can sit back and watch me manslaughter MCs that tried to get wit' me hops That's why they all got tooken out like a Bensi box The crown is still mine ‘cause I kick ill rhymes A lotta rappers talk that murder sh** and couldn't k** time Or beat eggs or whip cream I'm smoother than Vaseline And I'm a stone cold rappin' fiend A lot of new jacks are comin' out, but that's cool ‘Cause I'm the principal of the new school I recite hype rhymes that shine like rainbows I pick up the microphone and play MCs like game shows And s**as are coppin' pleas while I'm clockin' gs Try stoppin' these, lyrics n***a please Cause my rhymes are ill like a kid with a bad cold Your style is mad old, you're small as a tadpole This is a giant here, an MC rap pioneer Before you battle me chief, go throw on your riot gear I'm hardcore, comin' outta wars jus' barely bruised Makin' MCs go on strike like the daily news But there aren't gonna be any comebacks Sayin' them bum raps, your lyrics are dumb whack I wreck shows and explode like a landmine ‘Cause L kicks the deadliest sh** known to mankind Front on me, you'll be history like last week ‘Cause rappers be frontin' hard and booty like a** cheeks I'm hotter than Florida I gets raw with a, mic Slammin' n***as like the Ultimate Warrior The subject, the predicate L kicks better sh** Couldn't get pa**ed me if your homeboy set a pick Try to play me out like a cub scout Better get the f** out, my face Or get placed, in a casket It'll be a tragic, incident What a coincidence My rhymes are infinite Like math And I go to work in a suit fool ‘Cause I'm the principal of the new school The lyrics that I'm kickin' are like lethal weapons Every time that I pick up a mic I see you steppin' ‘Cause you want no parts of the L Hear the sound of my voice, ya start bitin' your fingernails ‘Cause you're petro, and my lyrics are d**h so Could you win a battle against me? Heck no I just cruise and get smooth on the rap tip Go ahead, bite my lyrics and get a fat lip Or a broken jaw, you'll get more than a beatin' troop f** around you'll be eatin' soup ‘Cause I'm a brother who likes to party hard Nice with my hands so I don't need a bodyguard MCs be walkin' the streets jus' col' frontin' Step to this and get beat like you stole somethin' ‘Cause I'm not the man to be step to I won't let you, ruin my repu-tation Across the whole nation Rappers that be basin' I'm choppin' like Jason I kick so much flavor you should call me the flavor man Here, take my autograph ‘cause you're a major fan Of the L, ‘cause you like the way I'm kickin' flavor Hot as an oven but cool as a refrigerator MCs be bitin' my lyrics like a stone thief Believe me chief, you want no beef So give those lyrics back, to the right owner Or get beat until ya fall in a coma And physical contact, you don't want that So gimme what's mine and there'll be no harm jack ‘Cause where I'm from we don't like that thief sh** And I'm the last rapper who you wanna beef wit' ‘Cause chumps I overrule I'm invincible and the principal of the new school