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featuring Lord Finesse, Mic Nut, Jay-Z, Party Arty, Y.U.

Intro:
It`s the number one crew in the area.

Big L:
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 Getts
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 on 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

Lord Finesse:
Now it`s the dictator who`s style is greater
It`s the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin` Now & 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 an 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 NBA 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` LP

Hook:
It`s the number one crew in the area
"Known for sendin` garbage MCs to the graveyard" (x2)

Microphone Nut:
Yo I got a death wish
That`s why I talk so much motherfuckin` 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
? no need to lie or cry it`s time motherfucker 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

Jay-Z:
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 p-p-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 niggas 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 bonic
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

Hook (x2)

Party Arty of Ghetto Dwellaz:
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

Big L:
And that`s how we do. So Y.U. grab the gat and let loose

Y.U.:
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 (echo)

Big L

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