[Big L]Aiyyo, you betta flee Hobbes, or get your head flown three blocksL keep rapper’s hearts pumpin like ReeboksAnd every year I gain clout and my name sproutsSome brothers’d still be large if the crack never came outI got the wild style, always been a foul childMy guns go poom-poom, and yo’ guns go pow-powI’m […]
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