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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big L
Big L
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
L. Coleman
L. Coleman
Songwriter
Mark Debarge
Mark Debarge
Songwriter
E. Jordan
E. Jordan
Songwriter
Robert Hall Jr.
Robert Hall Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lord Finesse
Lord Finesse
Producer
John Shriver
John Shriver
Assistant Engineer
Chris Irish
Chris Irish
Assistant Engineer
Dino Zervos
Dino Zervos
Assistant Engineer
Mack Robinson
Mack Robinson
Assistant Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Chris Conway
Chris Conway
Engineer

Letra

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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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