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Some information about Da Graveyard Lyrics Title: Big L - Da Graveyard lyrics Artist: Big L Album: Lifestylez Ov Da Poor Dangerous Visitors: 9 visitors have visited Da Graveyard Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. 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 lethaleatin 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) Hottest songs from Big L : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Memphis Bleek Lyrics |
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