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All Black (Explicit)

Big L
1995-03-044:03 minSynced lyrics

"All Black (Explicit)" is a song by Big L, released in 1995 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:03 long and contains 96 lines and 779 words.

Lyrics

0:27Yo once again it's the big
0:28L that kid who got much props
0:30From killin' corrupt cops with motherf**kin' buck shots
0:33So don't step to this
0:34'Cause I got a live crew
0:35You might be kinda big but they make coffins yo' size too
0:38I was taught wise I'm known to extort guys
0:41This ain't Cali it's Harlem n***a we do walk-by's
0:44No one can match me tax me or wax me
0:46If you want me to write
0:47You some raps G just ask me
0:49'Cause on the shelf is where your LP cold stood
0:52Be'cause it was no good that s**t ain't even go wood
0:54I'm not the type to take sluts
0:56Out I just f**k they guts out
0:58Get my nuts out then break the f**k out
1:00Me being a virgin that's idiotic
1:02'Cause if big l got the aids
1:03Every cutie in the city got it
1:05Once a n***a tried to stick me for six G's
1:08And I put more holes in his a*s than swiss cheese
1:11Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
1:13Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
1:16Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
1:19Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
1:22I steal lives like a stone
1:23Thief so leave me alone chief
1:25Or catch a buck shot to your domepiece
1:27I must warn I got it goin' on word is bond
1:29Ducks be gettin thrown off platforms like pm dawn
1:33I'm catchin bodies like a villain's supposed to
1:35And I squeeze triggers not just on niggaz but hoes too
1:38So don't try to test me 'cause I can't stand test-es
1:41F**k around I'll introduce you to your ancestors
1:43Step to this and get left
1:45With a face full of tears pal
1:47But man you've been rappin for years now
1:49And ain't made a hit yet you flop in a split sec
1:51In the shower's the only time you get your dick wet
1:54I roll with scary crews I
1:56Come out of wars barely bruised
1:58I'm puttin motherf**kers on the daily news
2:00I was a gangstar from the git-go
2:02Leavin fags in bodybags with tags on they big toe
2:05Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
2:08Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
2:11Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
2:13Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
2:16Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
2:19Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
2:21Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
2:24Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
2:27Yo ever since I was young I
2:29Ripped mics and I killed beats
2:30And I'm known to milk freaks and hit 'em on silk sheets
2:33No dame can give me a bad name I got mad fame
2:36I'm quick to put a slug in a fag brain
2:38I be placin snitches inside lakes and ditches
2:41And if I catch aids then I'ma start rapin b***hes
2:44I'm all a'bout makin' papes kid
2:46I killed my mother with a shovel
2:47Just like norman bates did
2:49My old man in the past stuck me up without a mask
2:52Then his a*s cold dashed with my cash fast
2:54Fifty g's is what the creep stole so the next day
2:57Knocked on his door and shot
2:59His granny through the peephole
3:00That's the type of s**t I'm on word is bond
3:02Got it goin on from the break
3:04Of dawns to the early morn'
3:05You know my style I'm wild
3:07Comin' straight out of harlem pal
3:09It's big l the motherf**kin' problem child
3:11Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
3:13Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
3:16Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
3:18Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
3:21Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
3:24Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
3:27Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
3:30Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
3:33This goes out to all y'all b***h-a*s niggaz
3:35So if your mother ain't ready
3:37For a funeral don't f**k with me
3:39'Cause I know a good way to get your family together
3:41And I ain't talkin 'bout a reunion motherf**ker
3:44Yo I'm 'bout to sign out but before I go
3:47I gotta say peace to the NFL
3:48Crew you know who you are
3:50And all y'all niggaz talkin that gun s**t
3:52And won't bust a rhyme stop fakin the funk
3:55Word I'm 'bout to get up out of here
3:56Yo I'm out B yo peace man
3:58I gotta get this money
4:00So all y'all niggaz on my hitlist get your suits ready
4:03Hahahaha
Yo once again it's the big
L that kid who got much props
From killin' corrupt cops with motherf**kin' buck shots
So don't step to this
'Cause I got a live crew
You might be kinda big but they make coffins yo' size too
I was taught wise I'm known to extort guys
This ain't Cali it's Harlem n***a we do walk-by's
No one can match me tax me or wax me
If you want me to write
You some raps G just ask me
'Cause on the shelf is where your LP cold stood
Be'cause it was no good that s**t ain't even go wood
I'm not the type to take sluts
Out I just f**k they guts out
Get my nuts out then break the f**k out
Me being a virgin that's idiotic
'Cause if big l got the aids
Every cutie in the city got it
Once a n***a tried to stick me for six G's
And I put more holes in his a*s than swiss cheese
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
I steal lives like a stone
Thief so leave me alone chief
Or catch a buck shot to your domepiece
I must warn I got it goin' on word is bond
Ducks be gettin thrown off platforms like pm dawn
I'm catchin bodies like a villain's supposed to
And I squeeze triggers not just on niggaz but hoes too
So don't try to test me 'cause I can't stand test-es
F**k around I'll introduce you to your ancestors
Step to this and get left
With a face full of tears pal
But man you've been rappin for years now
And ain't made a hit yet you flop in a split sec
In the shower's the only time you get your dick wet
I roll with scary crews I
Come out of wars barely bruised
I'm puttin motherf**kers on the daily news
I was a gangstar from the git-go
Leavin fags in bodybags with tags on they big toe
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Yo ever since I was young I
Ripped mics and I killed beats
And I'm known to milk freaks and hit 'em on silk sheets
No dame can give me a bad name I got mad fame
I'm quick to put a slug in a fag brain
I be placin snitches inside lakes and ditches
And if I catch aids then I'ma start rapin b***hes
I'm all a'bout makin' papes kid
I killed my mother with a shovel
Just like norman bates did
My old man in the past stuck me up without a mask
Then his a*s cold dashed with my cash fast
Fifty g's is what the creep stole so the next day
Knocked on his door and shot
His granny through the peephole
That's the type of s**t I'm on word is bond
Got it goin on from the break
Of dawns to the early morn'
You know my style I'm wild
Comin' straight out of harlem pal
It's big l the motherf**kin' problem child
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
Ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack
Or I'ma have your family dressed in all black
This goes out to all y'all b***h-a*s niggaz
So if your mother ain't ready
For a funeral don't f**k with me
'Cause I know a good way to get your family together
And I ain't talkin 'bout a reunion motherf**ker
Yo I'm 'bout to sign out but before I go
I gotta say peace to the NFL
Crew you know who you are
And all y'all niggaz talkin that gun s**t
And won't bust a rhyme stop fakin the funk
Word I'm 'bout to get up out of here
Yo I'm out B yo peace man
I gotta get this money
So all y'all niggaz on my hitlist get your suits ready
Hahahaha

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