Da Graveyard Lyrics - Lifestylez Ov Da Poor And Dangerous - Big L

It's the number one crew in the area 

The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense 

Gettin' men lynched to win tits 

I'm killin' infants for ten cents 

'Cause I'm a street genius with a unique penis 

Got fly chicks on my dick that don't even speak english 

I'm makin' ducks shed much tears 

I buck queers 

I don't have it all upstairs, but who the fuck cares? 

I'm grabbin' brews takin' fast swiggas 

I get cash and stash figures and harass them bitch ass niggas 

After you you're gonna get scared next, and if ya squad flex 

I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz 

A tech nine is my utensil 

Fillin' niggas with so much led they 

Can use they dick for a pencil 

I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches 

I get more pussy by accident 

Then most niggas get on purpose 

I got drug spots from New York to Canada 

'Cause Big L be fuckin' with more keys than a janitor 

Now it's the dictator who's style is greater 

It's the man with more wild flavors 

Than motherfuckin' Now 'n Laters, and rappers I hit 'em well 

They automatically go to heaven fuckin' 

With me 'cause I give 'em hell 

So don't try to front troop 

When your style is played out just like a Oshkosh jumpsuit 

I'm out to collect figures 

I'm on some Wu Tang shit so protect ya fuckin' neck nigga 

Not a role model I'm a bad figure 

When it comes to rap I got skills out the ass nigga 

I got it locked like a warden 

Rap without finesse is like the N B A without Jordan 

So all ya New Jacks kickin' wack raps 

It's a fact that, I'll be on your fuckin' back like a napsack 

It ain't shit you can tell me 

'Cause bitches still jock me without a motherfuckin' L P 

It's the number one crew in the area 

Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the graveyard 

It's the number one crew in the area 

Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the graveyard 

Yo, I got a death wish 

That's why I talk so much fuckin' shit 

I want these bitch motherfuckers to try to flip 

So I can fill up this clip and stick the gun 

Between they lips like a cigarette 

And let 'em smoke the four fifth 

I fool, I could buy 

No need to lie or cry it's time motherfuckers to die 

Because to me death is like sex 

And if my brain was a deck of cards I'd be missing a whole deck 

Strap up a mac, clack clack motherfuckers are runnin' like rats 

The blind bats are fuckin' crazed cats 

'Cause the microphone let's loose 

And you're wonderin' how the fuck did this madman get cut loose? 

From 25 consecutive 25 the life is 

For murderin' up some fuckin' white kids 

These were the kids of the prison guards 

Then I startin' killin' squads of prison guards in the prison yard 

One two everybody's through 

The microphone nut flew over the prison walls without a clue 

And now I'm decked to hawk shit and talk shit 

Whoever flaunts shit, I leave 'em unconscious 

I run through ya with a maneuver and german Luger 

Wreck like Das EFX straight out the fuckin' sewer 

Please show me where the crack is at 

While they quarter crack the sack 

I crack they backs like cracker jacks 

So I'm the one you should run from 

Because the microphone nut is like a motherfuckin' stun gun 

The way I rock 

No way you could stop 

I shock pop and drop when Jay gets hot 

When I'm in the zone better hold ya own 

'Cause I like to break when I finish a poem 

Pound for pound the best around 

No way you can get up when I get down 

I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit like none 

And beat a nigga ass half silly on da one 

Fuckin' a fuckin' Jay ill with skill 

So ladies step up I get around like a wheel 

I'm never chokin' off chronic skills are bionic 

Bitches will treat me like Onyx 

Respect that I'll peel a punks cap back and sign it 

Creep through your block fuck a glock I step 

Through your neighborhood armed with nothing but a rep 

I'm giving these ladies something they can feel 'cause I'm real 

Ya man get outta line and it's kill, kill, kill 

It's the number one crew in the area 

Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the graveyard 

It's the number one crew in the area 

Known for sendin' garbage M C's to the graveyard 

Yo, ya, step up and you'll get played like the small fry 

I'm throwin' niggas off the roof said you wanna be the four guy 

So mess around you'll be a dead man 

I get hype tonite's the night like Redman 

Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck 

Chiggidy check yourself 'cause I ain't workin' with a full deck 

I'm lethal, eatin' people 

Not Jeffery Dahmer I'm the sequel 

Head or gut like illegal 

So what cha want? 

Yo, I'm strapped with the gats step up plap, plap 

I'm leavin' caps in your back fool 

I rip tracks wanna say peace to hip hop 

A nigga disagree bring it on and get dropped 

I get wreck I'm party arty so hit the deck 

The kid with the tech smokin' niggas like cigarettes 

Now some ask me how I'm gettin' jewels 

I say big up big up it's a stick up, stick up 

I stick and move 

And that's how we do 

So you grab the gat and let loose 

Yo, rat, tat, tat I got the gat cocked 

Nigga we ghost man a punk 

I let it roast and leave your pussy ass comatose 

I'm shootin' up like the west is 

Fuck suggestions 

I'll blow out a niggas intestines 

Better dip fast quick fast or you won't last 

One blast will put your ass in a body cast 

And I be killin' for rep get ill in a sec 

Nine mil on your neck blood spill is still in effect 

Constantly comittin' grand larceny 

Arsony niggas don't want no parts of me 

Never past up a fast buck ask the last duck 

His jewels were truck, he got his ass stuck 

So what the fuck is you sayin' hop? 

I'm wanted for slayin' cops 

Who's ever around when I be sprayin' drops 

But I ain't givin' a fuck who gets hit 

Niggas coppin' pleas but I ain't tryin' to hear shit 

I'll burn you faggot niggas like toast 

If you die and come back I shoot your spirit 

Now your ass is just a Holy Ghost 

You tried to play me to the left 

You better put a target on your head 

'Cause you're marked for death