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Lamont Coleman (May 30, 1974 – February 15, 1999), better known by his stage name Big L, was an American rapper. Coleman was born and raised in Harlem, New York, where he started his rapping career with Three the Hard Way. His first professional appearance came on Lord Finesse's "Yes You May (Remix)". He released his debut video, Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous in 1995, and significantly contributed to the underground hip hop scene. He created his own independent label, Flamboyant Entertainment, in 1998 where he released one of his best known singles "Ebonics" (1998). more »

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Yeah, yeah
Big L, Corleone (uh-huh)
My nigga C-Town, my big brother Big Lee holdin' it down (uh-huh)
Flamboyant, baby (I hear you), for life 
We takin' over (no doubt)
Comin' to a theater near you 
Check it out, come on, check it 

Make sure my mic is loud and my production is tight 
Better watch me' round your girl if you ain't fuckin' her right 
You damn playa haters never want to see me blow 
Flamboyant Entertainment CEO 
Yo, the spotlight is mine, it ain't his no more 
When Lee come home, niggas can't live no more 
And I'm straight, keep a Harlem World mindstate 
I never lounge where you find Jake 
Surprise niggas like a blind date, L rhyme great 
And I'ma increase the crime rate for old time's sake 
Run with me and I'm a make you a star 
When me and my crew hit the clubs, we go straight to the bar 
Leave 'em empty, I cruise through Harlem in an M3 
Never pay for parties, say my name and I'm in free 
I'm on some 100-G car shit, superstar shit 
Sellin' niggas that wet shit right out the jar shit 
I'm dumb hot, I'll wreck you and your young flock 
Keep the gun cocked, represent one block 
139 nigga, the Danger Zone 
We quick to put a bullet in a stranger's dome 
I'm known to kick a rough rhyme and rock much shine 
Yo, I'm out, I done took up enough time 

We out, no doubt 
You know how we do
Flamboyant for life 

Big L, Corleone 
A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother 
Big L, for real 
Corleone is too advanced for y'all
Big L, I'm a pimped-out nigga for real
Big L, Corleone is too advanced for y'all

Yo, it's Corleone and Queen's Most 
We bust 'til your whole team ghost 
Everywhere we go, we must bring toast 
Forever poppin' the chrome, always droppin' a poem 
I can write it or recite it off the top of the dome 
However you want it is how I'm gonna give it to you, Big L style 
They brought it back to the streets 'cause that shit sell now 
So pal, back up a bit, give me elbow space 
I represent Harlem World, not Melrose Place 
So I'ma lace the jewels up with nice baguettes 
Flamboyant is the label that writes the checks 
Y'all niggas better stop frontin' 'cause I might get vexed 
And I'm a run up on y'all and slice ya necks 
With the machete, pockets heavy, slang more cane than Eddie 
I represent uno-trece-nueve 
Time is money so I stay late, I'm quick to slidw a playmate 
Bust off like the tre-eight then vacate, uh 

Big L, Corleone (Flamboyant, baby)
A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother (for life)
Big L, for real 
Corleone is too advanced for y'all
Big L, I'm a pimped-out nigga for real
Big L, Corleone is too advanced for y'all
I leave mics torn 
Big L

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