Big L - Sandman 118 lyrics
[Big L - Sandman 118 lyrics]
Ayo, check out, 1-2, 1-2
It's the Big mothafuckin' L
And I'm 'bout to catch wreck
Off this dirt man shit
Yo, check it out, this that Sandman 118 shit
And it's the B-IG-L
Straight from 139 in fucking Lenox
Harlem, the danger zone, I gotta represent it
Somebody gotta do it
You know what I'm sayin'?
Ayo, I got a new single out
It's called "MVP" the most valuable poet
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause, I'm the most valuable poet when
It come to this shit
And I'ma prove it right now, check it out
My clique is quick to put a
Bullet in a strangers dome
You should of known not roam
Through the danger zone
In Harlem is where the thugs rest
In a slug fest
We sendin' faggots all the way
To heaven like Doug Fresh
Big L grew up in the slums of greed
Known for drawing guns with speed
And selling tons of weed 'cause
I got sons to feed
And it's a must that my toast smokes
I'm not like most folks
Fuck 10's and 20's, I carry ghost notes
And it's a must that I commence to slayin'
Any faggot emcee who goes against the grain
I'ma smoke Pataki ass and Rudolph
Giuli like a wooly
I keep a tooly for any mooly who act fooly
So if a nigga disrespect L
To hell is where I'ma send him
After I skin him and spit some venom in him
I run with intruders
Looters and sharp shooters
Who spark buters and fuck thick
Bitches with large hooters
Yo, I'm that nigga that be
Jumpin' on your stereo
When I walk the streets, your
Bitches tappin' they friends like
"There he go" never had rules to follow
None of my jewels are hollow
Try to tax mines and you'll
Be on the news tomorrow
'Cause, I was never the type to start beefs
But, I spark creeps on dark streets
And stop they heart beats
To hell with silly games
I play survival sports
Sometimes I be in the crib stressed
The fuck out with suicidal thoughts
All my life I've been a lady bruiser
A wrong chooser, school refuser
Drug abuser, born loser
Clothes bummy, nose runny, it wasn't funny
A little dummy who tried to kill
His mother for insurance money
Now me and the devil are on the same team
I'm a hit the mainstream with ill
Raps that's poison like gangrene
I'm better than every rapper that
You thought was raw
Peace to all of my peoples out in Baltimore
I'm not a coward, and frontin' on me
I won't allow it i'm high powered
Fuckin' freak bitches like Nadina Howard
Front and get your belly torn
I keep a Peli on
I'm fuckin' with Grey Poupon and Dom Pérignon
On the ave with punk rocks
Quick to give a chump knocks
You ain't tough
The only thing you shootin' is jump shots
My style is hard like strong lumber
Cute chicks get the dick
Ugly bitches get the wrong number
And that's how we doin' it
It's the Big mothafuckin' L
And I'm 'bout to catch wreck
Off this dirt man shit
Yo, check it out, this that Sandman 118 shit
And it's the B-IG-L
Straight from 139 in fucking Lenox
Harlem, the danger zone, I gotta represent it
Somebody gotta do it
You know what I'm sayin'?
Ayo, I got a new single out
It's called "MVP" the most valuable poet
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause, I'm the most valuable poet when
It come to this shit
And I'ma prove it right now, check it out
My clique is quick to put a
Bullet in a strangers dome
You should of known not roam
Through the danger zone
In Harlem is where the thugs rest
In a slug fest
We sendin' faggots all the way
To heaven like Doug Fresh
Big L grew up in the slums of greed
Known for drawing guns with speed
And selling tons of weed 'cause
I got sons to feed
And it's a must that my toast smokes
I'm not like most folks
Fuck 10's and 20's, I carry ghost notes
And it's a must that I commence to slayin'
Any faggot emcee who goes against the grain
I'ma smoke Pataki ass and Rudolph
Giuli like a wooly
I keep a tooly for any mooly who act fooly
So if a nigga disrespect L
To hell is where I'ma send him
After I skin him and spit some venom in him
I run with intruders
Looters and sharp shooters
Who spark buters and fuck thick
Bitches with large hooters
Yo, I'm that nigga that be
Jumpin' on your stereo
When I walk the streets, your
Bitches tappin' they friends like
"There he go" never had rules to follow
None of my jewels are hollow
Try to tax mines and you'll
Be on the news tomorrow
'Cause, I was never the type to start beefs
But, I spark creeps on dark streets
And stop they heart beats
To hell with silly games
I play survival sports
Sometimes I be in the crib stressed
The fuck out with suicidal thoughts
All my life I've been a lady bruiser
A wrong chooser, school refuser
Drug abuser, born loser
Clothes bummy, nose runny, it wasn't funny
A little dummy who tried to kill
His mother for insurance money
Now me and the devil are on the same team
I'm a hit the mainstream with ill
Raps that's poison like gangrene
I'm better than every rapper that
You thought was raw
Peace to all of my peoples out in Baltimore
I'm not a coward, and frontin' on me
I won't allow it i'm high powered
Fuckin' freak bitches like Nadina Howard
Front and get your belly torn
I keep a Peli on
I'm fuckin' with Grey Poupon and Dom Pérignon
On the ave with punk rocks
Quick to give a chump knocks
You ain't tough
The only thing you shootin' is jump shots
My style is hard like strong lumber
Cute chicks get the dick
Ugly bitches get the wrong number
And that's how we doin' it