Intro

I'm known for yokin' Japs and beatin' 'em with smokin' gats
Leavin' token blacks with broken backs and open caps
So with that bullshit, step to the rear, son
The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one
'Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightnin'
You seen what happened in my last fight, friend, aight then
I beat kids with lead pipes, I leave trails of dead mics
Where I'm from, niggas' jewels get ran like red lights
Old folks get mugged and raided, crimes are drug-related
And we live by the street rules that thugs created

Clowns get smoked, about a thousand folks are sellin' pounds of coke
Front in this town and get a TEC stuck down your throat
I'm tellin' you, shit is about to get drastic soon
I'm quick to blast a goon and break
A motherfucker like a plastic spoon
I got the looks that make your hottie stare
I keep a shotty near, it's that nigga with knotty hair who Gotti fear
Tracks I'm known to roast until the microphone is ghost
Props I own the most, I'm leavin' niggas comatose

Front and get your brain pinched
Big L'll have your whole gang lynched
I started smokin' dust and been insane since
This rap shit was a great gift
The other night, some snake riffed and got a hot lead facelift
All through high school, I had braids, I kept mad blades
Stabbin' teachers to death that gave me bad grades
I cook the mic like a beefsteak 'cause my technique's great
And I'm the nigga police hate in each state