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Rock N. Willis Audition

アーティスト:Big L 

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Yo. 1, 2, 1, 2. G'ahead, drop it Yeah 1, 2, 1, 2. I go by the name of the Big L. Know what I'm saying? Rock this for Rock N. Wills. Hardpack tape A'ight. Goes like this Ay yo. I've got the gift of gab To lift and grab The mic and recite hype rhymes That'll rip and rag And drag a fag MC Who likes to nag a lot And brag a lot Talking about the lyrics that he has are hot Step to this and get lit like a candle, troop Rhymes I hook up MCs I cook up Like Campbell's soup I throw rhymes like a quarterback Front and you'll get bust And dust And crushed Bum rushed And all of that Rhymes never sound wack 'Cause I've got them down packed For you the time is over So give me your crown Jack I get hype fast And MCs might last A minute with me Because their rhymes are light as A feather and mine are heavy like a big brick Rappers catch a fit quick When I start to kick shit And I record my battles on a camcorder So I can sit back and watch me manslaughter MCs that tried to get with me, hops That's why they all got taken out like a pizza box The crown is still mine 'Cause I kick ill rhymes A lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time Or beat eggs or whip cream I'm smoother than Vaseline And I'm a stone cold rapping fiend A lot of new jacks are coming out, but that's cool 'Cause I'm the principal of the new school A'ight. Check this out another joint like this A'ight. Check it out I control the microphone like a robot My lyrics are so hot Props: I've got a whole lot 'Cause with a pen and some paper this man made Rhymes: they're so damn great With flavour like pancakes I'm kicking rhymes like a game of kickball I'm rough like a brick wall MCs take a big fall For trying to get with this I'm too swift for this A microphone murderer form of magnificence A def rapper and also a swell one In a battle I cook MCs well done My hits are consecutive I'm a lyrical executive Bite my rhymes and I won't let you live So to be safe on the microphone homes Recite your own po'ms Or get your dome blown Or put in a boot camp L's the new champ I'm not the kind to go out like a ? I'm throwing rhymes like a pitcher throws a curveball And I'm a serve all Punks that try to brawl So stop sleeping on me Don't even dose hops Or I'm a heat you up And eat you up Like Stove Top Stuffing I'm bum rushing Shorts: I'm taking none My rhymes weigh a ton


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