Big L — Dont Sleep

[Big L] Yeah, I got two of my muthafuckin' peoples from Children of the Corn about to represent It's the Big L, and we gon' do a lil summin' like this So check it out yo Aiyyo, knock, knock [Killa Kam] Guess who [Bloodshed] Bloodshed to your rescue I'm rougher than the projects that niggas don't walk next to My mental, sense is drenched from the Beck's brew Eyes chinky like an oriental; far from gentle [Killa Kam] You'd rather douche B, before you mush me Or even push me black, in fact I call you Cujo, B Cause all y'all some pussy cats Give me the gun, and watch this trooper spark it, I maneuver targets Cause I be packing like the minions in the supermarkets [Bloodshed] Yo, my style is mastered, blunts; never pass it Stay blasted, Jurrasic type cash up the ass split I'm mad sick, when shit get hectic, I wet shit When my TEC spit, it's redruM cause I'm dyslexic Out of my crew I am the loc'est one, so don't provoke the strung Or my smoking gun'll leave you soaking son I speak the truth, so you should all figure My double four trigger's +Above The Law+ like that Seagal nigga And I'm a buddah head until I'm dead It ain't no changin' Bloodshed Tough bread, enough said [Killa Kam] Aiyyo, check it out It ain't no fools in rappin Nigga play me, pull out the tool and clap him I don't care if the kid's quadruple platinum My peeps ain't cheap, they deal coke And when my steel smokes, you will choke You feel dope? You won a hundred battles, and you still broke You a joke loc, nothin' but a slow poke Your ass couldn't paddle in a row boat, you know ho Let me tell you a few things, don't care who your crew brings Cause when my trey-deuce sings, you'll get laced up like shoestrings Nobody can touch my rhythm My brother Hud'll get 'em, and I bring Blood to victims When they get stuck like stick 'ems [Hook x2 - Big L] Aiyyo, my crew never fights fair (SO DON'T SLEEP MUTHAFUCKAS) Cause it's your worse nightmare [Killa Kam] Aiyyo, this kiko will dismantle cancers Handle dancers, voodoo do y'all Kangol dancers Handle wraths, get put inside ambulances My gat'll screech each adder scenes, now up in magazines Heavy D fucked up my black, coffee got to have that cream [Bloodshed] Check it, yo move Mics I be tearing them, from here to Maryland I'm known to bury men, and drug mics with more dope than heroin I clear the block like one time, plus street sweepers combined My gun rhymes make niggas wonder why I'm still unsigned [Killa Kam] And never see me run, believe me hun It ain't no freebees sons, go out with BB guns Then niggas say, "Can we be chums?" [Bloodshed] You must've went to the Wizard and got some heart To fuck with Bloodshed because I spark with mints in the dark [Killa Kam] Yeah, and I'm the 'nnihilator You couldn't figure out with a calculator You sweet like candy, eat you Now and Later [Bloodshed] I extort dough like broken phones I'm on my smoking bones, and tokin' chromes To have you croaking with soaking domes [Killa Kam] Yeah, and bitches see me, they run double-fast They got trouble? Laugh Cause I make niggas' mouth foam up like a bubblebath [Bloodshed] On my block, niggas get licked quick My man Caroni got his wig split He could've signed, but had no time for legit shit [Killa Kam] You play like punk rock, I catch wreck when the funk drop You a chump hops, and I stunt cops, whenever I let my trunk pop And devour turbans, who this coward hurtin'? See me every hour flirting, with a nine to wet niggas up like shower curtains [Bloodshed] That goes to all the niggas faking the Jacks I be like Jason, racing through your block with a axe And I be chasin', til I meet your crew face to face and The first nigga basin', I'm wastin', closed casin' nigga [Hook x4 - Big L] Aiyyo, my crew never fights fair (SO DON'T SLEEP MUTHAFUCKAS) Cause it's your worse nightmare [Outro - Big L] Word up, the Children of the Corn is puttin' it on from now on Word up, muthafuckin' flavor's in Harlem act like you know Word up, Children of the Corn, represent [Bloodshed] Yanamsayin, I wanna give a shoutout to, the whole downtown 110th [Killa Kam] Aiight, fuck y'all dumbass bitches, b [Bloodshed] Word to mother, all the way back up to thirt-