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Big L

Lamont Coleman (May 30, 1974 – February 15, 1999), better known by his stage name Big L, was an American rapper. Coleman was born and raised in Harlem, New York, where he started his rapping career with Three the Hard Way. His first professional appearance came on Lord Finesse's "Yes You May (Remix)". He released his debut video, Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous in 1995, and significantly contributed to the underground hip hop scene. He created his own independent label, Flamboyant Entertainment, in 1998 where he released one of his best known singles "Ebonics" (1998). more »

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1998

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[Malcolm X] 
Stealing runs rampant in Harlem 
Gambling runs rampant in Harlem 
All types of evils and uhh, vices that terrified our community 
run rampant in Harlem 
[Big L] 
The microphone is through when this rap legend grab it 
Sendin poems to have them faggots diggin hoes like Reverand Swaggart 
L's the nigga that crime follows 
I'm hittin fine models and stabbin folks with broken wine bottles 
I beat chumps til they head splits, then break em like breadsticks 
I sex chicks, I'll even f*ck a dead bitch 
Always sprayin Tecs, because I be stayin vexed 
Some nigga named Dex, was in the projects layin threats 
I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin 
Put his brains in the street 
Now you can see what he was just thinkin 
I'm chokin enemies til they start turnin pale 
Satan said I'm learnin well, Big L's gonna burn in hell 
Front nigga start it cause your rap style ain't even hard 
I run with a fevered squad, and NONE OF US believe in God 
Chorus: McGruff, Big L 
[McG] Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the Danger Zone 
[Big] Where no man can withstand or hold his own 
[Big] Cause one-three-nine and Lennox is the Danger Zone 
[McG] Where no man can withstand or hold his own 
[Big L] 
I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six 
in the mix, straight from H-E-double-hockey sticks 
Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray 
F*CK how Lethal be doin shit, the devil son's way 
Every minute, my style switches up, they said a real man 
won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up 
I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel 
I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill 
I'm takin lives for a great price, I'm the type 
to snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ 
And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest 
The Big L smash stress, cause hell is my address 
I'm on some satanic shit, strictly, little kids 
be wakin up cryin, yellin, "Mommy Big L is comin to get me!" 
Chorus 2X 
[Big L] 
I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin up 
"Can I get your autograph L?" No bitch, I'm off duty 
I'm breakin hottie hearts, niggaz drop when my shotty sparks 
It ain't no food in my fridge; just body parts 
I keep the gear fresh, I keep the braids rugged 
I never wear, rubbers bitch, if I get AIDS, f*ck it! 
A beef with me, you better prevent it cause in a minute 
I'll jump out a tenant rented, and leave a nigga body dented 
And my swoll knob your main girl cold slobbed 
and gave a blow job to my whole mob, with no prob' 
Aiyyo crazy bitches slept with L 
Then they niggaz got mad and tried to step to L 
But I'm sicker than a nigga that's in special ed so I suggest 
you spread pretzelhead, 'fore I turn your white sweats to red 
Chorus 2X

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