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INTERPRÉTATION
Big L
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
L. Coleman
Paroles/Composition
Mark Debarge
Paroles/Composition
E. Jordan
Paroles/Composition
Robert Hall Jr.
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Lord Finesse
Production
John Shriver
Assistance d’ingénierie
Chris Irish
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dino Zervos
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mack Robinson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tony Dawsey
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Chris Conway
Ingénierie
Paroles
On the mic is Big L, on the mic is Big L
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Ayo, spark up the phillies and pass the stout
Make it quick money grip or your ass is out
In a street brawl, I strike men quicker than lightning
You seen what happened in my last fight, friend? A'ight, then
L's a clever threat, a lyricist who never sweat
Comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a Chevrolette
And clown rappers I'm bound to slay
I'm saying hi to all the cuties from around the way
Yeah, 'cause I got all of them sprung, Jack
My girls are like boomerangs
No matter how far I throw them, they come back
I'm coming straight out the NYC
I'm down with Diggin' In The Crates and I'm MVP
If rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Yo, if rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Yo, it's a must that I get papes
Peace to all the DJ's who gave me love on they mixtapes
And once again, the man's back with a dance track
So here's your chance, Jack, to get loose and let your hands clap
I got juice like Boku, mad crews I broke through
Brothers be mad 'cause I hit more chicks than they spoke to
And everytime I'm jammed I always find a loophole
I got a crime record longer than Manute Bol
And my raps are unbelievable like aliens and flying saucers
No more iron horses 'cause I'm buying Porsches
Coming straight out the NYC
Peace to the Kid Capri, I'm MVP
If rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Yo, if rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
If rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Yo, if rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Battles, I lose none, I make crews run
I get fools done, got ten fingers but only use one
I run up like Machine Gun Kelly with a black skully
Put one in your belly, leave you smelly, then take your Pelle Pelle
I'm the neighborhood lamper, punani vamper
Mess around you'll find my silk boxers in your Mommy's hamper
And nowadays girls want you for your money
I'm like Hev, I got nothing but love for you, honey
And since I'm looking slick and my pockets are thick
I need surgery to get chicks removed from my (chill)
I'm coming straight out the NYC
Rap's my J-O-B, and I'm MVP
If rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Yo, if rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
If rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Yo, if rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M.I.C
Big!
Writer(s): Lamont Coleman, Robert A Hall
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