Let 'Em Have It "L"

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Let 'em have it (Ugh)

Ayo, 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

I'm playing rappers out like striped Lee's

I'm smoother than velvet, my lyrics are well-write

You saying L's this and L's that, get off L dick

I don't roll with punks, I only roll with live guys

And we do drive-by's in 325is

I have beef with this thief named Randolph

Now he's in a casket, dressed up with his hands crossed

So you better leave L alone

Before I reach out and touch you but not with a telephone

Yo, I'm the brother that you never even thought of

Being black, white or Puerto Rican, I'ma slaughter each and

Every crab MC that runs up

When a battle comes up, give me two thumbs up

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Let 'em have it (Ugh)

I damage all opponents as soon as the bell rings

It's all about me, yo, it's a B.I.G. L thing

The crown is still mine 'cause I drop ill rhymes

A lotta rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time

One two, one two crews I run through

Fuck karate, Big L practice Gun Fu

'Cause I'm a MC assassinator

I grab the mag and leave a nag leaking like Activator

Step to this and get shanked up

I knocked out so many teeth, the tooth fairy went bankrupt

And I entertain well 'cause of my brain cells

I'm naughty and stop calling me shorty, my name's L

My raps are hotter than the Bahamas

MC's be talking about breaking jaws when they couldn't break a promise

With Big L, you can't swing long

So get behind me and sing 'cause every hero got a theme song

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Let 'em have it (Ugh)

The Big L's back to attack with a phat rap

Matter of fact, black, I'm putting Harlem on the map

To suckers, I'm a stiggitty star

Breaking them up and then taking they heart

You better believe that Big L is the man

That be ripping the microphones apart

I'm undefeated, that's the stone truth

'Cause battling me is like fighting a gorilla in a phone booth

I take lives with no pride, I just committed a homicide

A punk brother died 'cause I tried

To take my cash but he didn't last, I pulled out fast

He tried to dash, then I blast on his monkey ass

I make a lotta dough, I'm quick to spot a foe

Even if my grandma violate, she gotta go

When I was young, I played with guns, not a kiddie toy

'Cause I'm a rough rugged gangster, not a pretty boy

Facts on tracks I recite well

Everybody wanna be like Mike but Mike wanna be like L

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off (Whenever)

Setting it off, letting it off

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Give it to 'em, L (Yeah)

Let 'em have it, L (What?)

Let 'em have it, L (Ugh)

Ayo, big shots to all them **** on the corner

Doing something they ain't got no business doing

I got to say what's up to S&S, Doo Wop and the Bounce Squad

Can't forget my peeps from Brooklyn

You know what I'm saying?

Like my man, Box and Herb and Big Syd

Ayo, L, you must be bugging, B

You ain't even let me say what's up to my hoes, B

Oh, yeah, we gotta say what's up to them hoes, man

Word up, we out, let's go see our P.O