On the Mic(Roc Raida Turntablist Mix)

歌词
Aiyyo I shoulda been out
I'm deadly when I pull the pen out
Keep frontin'
Almost tried yo' chin out
I knocked a lot of men out
I left em on the floor spittin' phlegm out
It's either that
Or I'mma squeeze the gat and pop ten out
You see Corleone
Ice spinnin'
Jigged out
White linen
And if a ***** don't like me
She must like women
Everytime I come around
You see your wife grinnin'
Don't be mad
Cuz your career's in the ninth inning
It's over now
***** leave the game
I'm from the Danger Zone
Where MC's get slain
Where thugs that never hesitate
To squeeze the flame
Where ****** be takin' drugs
Just to ease the pain
Hustlers flip cokey
48 Hours like Nick Nolte
When I was OT your ***** wrote me
First day home
I dived in it
Left her thighs dented
Now that ***** be pagin' me every five minutes
MC's I squash and disgrace
It's all about the Benji's
So why your bills got Was*ington's face?
A lot of cats be frontin'
Mad singles wit a fifty on top
L tryin' to have the city on lock
Peace to Biggie and Pac
Cuz they really were hot
Rap game heavy hitters
It's a shame they no longer wit us
****** wanna be L
Ladies wanna see L
If I go to jail
You'll wear a s*irt sayin' "Free L!"
What
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"I was rockin' mics
Since ****** was rockin' Pro Keds"
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"I'm floorin' ******
And I only weigh a buck and change"
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"F****n' wit me
A lot of ****** be small change"
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"Big L" "Represent"
Aiyyo I hear a lot of ***** in your talk
See a lot of switch in your walk
Only thugs get rich in New York
Time is runnin' out
****** like "L when you commin' out?"
Because they sick of all this drag queen s*it
Your wife missin'
I'm the ***** see was last seen wit
Me and Ron hit it up on some tag team s*it
A bunch of ****** got smoked for the cash
Used to ride Greyhounds
Wit dimes hoes who stuffed the coke in they ass
Crazy beefs got provoked in the past
Lot of wigs got split
A lot of innocent kids got hit
Harlem World be the place of my birth
Believe me son
We breed the smoothest
****** on the face of the earth
Mics I steadily smoke
Rhymes cleverly wrote
As long as I can rock a crowd
I'mma never be broke
Some hoes treated me like a bumb nerd
When I was unheard
Now I'm icey
I ain't gotta say one word you dumb bird
I push whips while you walk all day
And I hate when strange ****** wanna talk all day
Clown ass s*it
Hate to be around that s*it
You don't know me
Just say "What's up"
Give me a pound that's it
When I was at the steakhouse pullin' cake out
You was at some cheap Chinese s*it gettin' take out
How you make out
You take the fake route
You oughta break out
You couldn't get a *****
Before you put your tape out
What!
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"I was rockin' mics
Since ****** was rockin' Pro Keds"
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"I'm floorin' ******
And I only weigh a buck and change"
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"F****n' wit me
A lot of ****** be small change"
"On the mic is Big L
That brotha who kicks flav, god"
"Big L" "Represent"
专辑信息
1.Games Females Play
2.Now or Never
3.Hit It
4.Platinum Plus(Original Riverside Mix)
5.We Got This(Alternate Lyrics)
6.Furious Anger
7.Deadly Combination
8.On the Mic(Roc Raida Turntablist Mix)
9.Still Here
10.Ebonics Remix
11.Who You Slidin' Wit(Buckwild Mix)
12.Accapella 1
13.Accapella 2