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I'll going fast boy he a Drillers
Put it on album I got no fillers
I'm number one just that Chauncey Billups
You pissing us, we ain't feelin ya
Tote that

Not even a symphony knows
Bet I'd be set if I settled by yelling out something
Like pimping these
But I'm not giving my soul
Just focus until it all

Chicago style is 12 below
Tell me where they sell Girbaud's nigga never sell your soul
Your albums like those finger waves lyrically a green beret
Rip

opponents
I'm enhanced in stealth, I brought plenty of help
Listen to L, I'll rip ya soul outta ya shell
Lines shine like Midas, rhyming fulfilled my goals

ain’t asking for a lot
Just a little bit of love
And yo dress all black
And we fucking off the drugs

Knew before
The L train
Closed
We better catch a cab

cheap

To this day, I ain't hurt him, chill as me
Spurs and love, that's it
Ain't got no bounce
I picture this, float, L-ish shit

Consider kidnapped by

Do I gotta explain 
Why Y'all songs be plain 
18 nd I'm on my second car while y'all hoes getting by via train

How could you not see
All my money

even trying
You don't scare me at all
If you did a drive-by, I'd wave!
It's so cute when you rap
It's like I'm watching my dad
Tryna use an iPad

Trying to think 'bout what I told my brother yesterday
Nigga got his chain snatched by Carl, boy it ain't no way!
Aye Twon, remember when I beat your

Yeah, fall in line
To fall back, Big L's technique
Pun's grammar
Before the roof went in the trunk
The ragtops sat back behind the head
Just like

Quik and Suga Free, but that wasn't no boat
Them yachts out in Newport, tell me, 'Who on your boat?'
While niggas lie about it, my soul girls cry about

It's All Bad

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

a thought that she was beautiful
Soul Train Awards I go to not my daughters funeral
I stay drunk and high like I'm imperial
Surrounded by more white groupies

Voices

The Living Legends

Creative Differences

2004

man's double L, well hell 
PSC tells me, it's jealousy that grips the heart 
Quit wasting playing hard roles, when yo' ass is 
Really just a mark and I

of the schooling
Wide awake and alarmed no drooling
Go hard no stalling all in
Forget those fibs
You know me L’stone kid
Esco’s bits
Bopped to the shop for the marge

I got too much soul to be fitting in them boots
Could be the love of lifestyle, rhyme or coin
But whether I'm here to light, write or buy the joint

Voices

Mystik Journeymen

Worldwide Underground

1999

man's double L, well hell 
PSC tells me, it's jealousy that grips the heart 
Quit wasting playing hard roles, when yo' ass is 
Really just a mark and I

be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
Oh, you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like a zit
You wanna be

corrosion
Burning my soul now I'm Sick coz I Wrote this
Shit getting thick like my dick down Your throat Bitch
Beat comes back like my dad never Did
So relax

Or do i got to go kill myself
I bet you'l see the rise in my music fame when the album sells
God i plead with you please
I need you right now if you can

to music
Angels singing Hell's album, is that confusing
That's light and dark, good and evil
However you view it
And that's in everybody's S.O.U.L
Cuz we all

cypher
ZOTE nnatia kambani  uhakika sito  paisha
Kama ulibet nitafeli  umechana mkeka
Game controller, mithili ya L na flamboyant
Chombo kinaenda mlama

Hey, c'est mon tonton et mon papa
Qui chantent sur cet album
Bind By Soul

Hey my people
Tout le monde sait que la musique élève nos âmes
Et que pour

off your way

Give a fuck about an L you better respect
I've been kicking shit like Eddie Guerrero respect
White girl bad and she's giving out bacon
I

the comeback kid
Yeah, I'm the diamond in the rough
The concrete rose
I learned to survive but don't abide by the street code
Or compromise my soul just