[Intro: Big L] Ayo Showbiz man I had this bugged out dream last night That I was the Devil's son, B I was doing some ill shit
[Refrain: Nas (samples)] (x2) When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus I'm waving automatic guns at nuns
[Big L] L's a rebel on a higher level, go get the shovel Cause I'm the only son of the motherfucking devil It's a fact I'm living foul, black Niggas should have known I was sick from the shit I did a while back Cause being bad I couldn't stop When I was in pre-school, I beat a kid to death with a wooden block Faggot niggas I was back slapping I realized that every time I got mad something bad happened A nigga hit me with a can of beer, then he ran in fear Later they found him hanging from a chandelier Enemies I be bucking quick My mom's know who I am because she know who she was fucking with On my skull the 666, no tricks When I catch fits, my mom picks up the crucifix And I kill chumps for the cheapest price I'm rolling with Satan not Jesus Christ Enemies I got several done Big L straight from hell, the motherfucking Devil's Son
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It's Big L and I'm all about taking funds I'm a stone villain known for killing and raping nuns Ayo I even kill handicapped and crippled bitches Look at my scalp real close and you'll see triple sixes There's no doubt I'm all about a dollar I just signed a lifetime contract with the funeral parlor This kid that owed me dough, I didn't take his life Instead I tied him up and made him watch me rape his wife One nigga cold tried to diss me and that shit is risky The nigga took a swung, but he missed me So I popped off, now the chump’s knocked off I spit in his mothafucking face and then walked off Once a hottie shot me with a shottie I died but then I came back to life in another body The way I'm living is dead wrong I'm a devil from Hell without the tail or the red horns Killing is fun, I'm number one with a gun Front and get done cause you can't run from the Devil's Son
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The Big L is strictly gun-play I run through church and pistol-whip the priest every Sunday Once I put out the crazy order I sent niggas to kill Tone, his mom, and his baby daughter I'm living up to my extortion image I be stalking Lenox, catching more bodies than abortion clinics A kid tried to take L out Shot me in the chest with a tech, I just laughed and spit the shell out Next I took his gun then he dropped to his knees With ease I made him freeze, he begged me please not to squeeze But I ain’t the type to fuss, I just snipe and bust Gun-clap *bang* another nigga bites the dust Shorts I'm taking none Misbehave and get sent to the grave by the Devil's Son
[Outro] Word, Big L the motherfucking Devil's Son is definitely in effect Giving a shout out to all the murderers, thieves, armed robbers Serial killers, psychos, lunatics, crackheads, mental patients Mental retards, and a special shout-out to all the niggas with AIDS, peace
[Refrain]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
