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f/ Big L

[Guru]

Are you working?

What kind of work do you do?

Uhh...

("Boy, what is it you want to do when you grow up?)

Aiyyo I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see

Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly

I've been laying, waiting for your next mistake

I put in work, and watch my status escalate

Now I'ma start collectin props, connectin plots

networkin like a conference, cause the nonsense is yet to stop

Jakes shake me down, haters wanna take me down

Break me down, CLAP all they heard was the sound

Yo I scoped it out, I took your weak dream and choked it out

Your bitch don't really got no ass, she just poked it out

on the deelow, I'm sayin, you versus me though?

We can do this shit right here, in front of your people

See time is money kid, and BS walks

And to me, it's funny kid when you meet heads talk

I see Feds stalk, they wanna dig up the dirt

Son is it me they hawk, cause I be puttin in work Son?

Aiyyo I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see

Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly

I've been laying, waiting for your next mistake

I put in work, and watch my status escalate

You cornballs get stonewalled, blackballed I own y'all

The veteran, runnin my plan I'm the better man

Crazy raw, doin my job like the mob

Blazin y'all, and disappearin in the fog

or a mist, and chicks can't resist what I kick

They be beggin for attention or some more of the dillznick

Word up baby, someone may have to get hurt up baby

Shit is mad shady, but I got to get the gravy

Platinum respect like the force of a tech

keep you hittin the deck, feelin heat in your chest

Bangin your thoughts with the hot onslaught

A kid got shot on the spot for goin where he should not

Viciously, I make history, instantly

Those other lame ass loser ass niggaz, they can't fuck with me

I'm doin my thing now, to lamp later on

Paid in the shade, with some fly gators on

But now I'm grimy as they get, mud on my pants and shirt

I bet you niggaz out here know, I be puttin in work

Aiyyo I'm gonna be on ti-dop, that's all my eyes can see

Victory is mine, yeah surprisingly

I've been laying, waiting for your next mistake

I put in work, and watch my status escalate

*DJ Premier cuts and scratches "For the qualified pros"*

[Big L]

Fuck them other cats I'm runnin with my own wolfpack

Keep frontin like you's a thug and get your dome pushed back

Cause you don't get down that tough shit you talk is profound

You's a clown, fuck around come uptown and get found

I keep my pockets wrong none of you niggaz never can touch my funds

I don't fight no more, all I do is bust my guns

While you home relaxed I'm squeezin Macks, bustin off caps

Those coward cats with gold and platinum plaques get taxed

And I do jooks and sling pies that make cream rise

It's all about these green guys, frontin your whole team dies

How I'm livin so far swell you can't scar L

Head of the cartel, sellin more cakes than Carvel

And I'm, labelled a kind thug, police got my line buck

Hope I see the days more age and not a nine slug

I'm quick to bust, that mean nuttin some team slut

Big L is clean cut with more juice than King Tut

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