Big L - 98 Freestyle

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  1. Borf™

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    For those who don't know.

    [youtube]E8qqa3U_Sl8[/youtube]
    (Hope it's the right one, can't see in work)

    One-two, one-two
    Kinda tired..
    Big l, 'bout ta.. get into some shit
    Aight check it out

    Yo, fuck all the glamours and glitz, I plan to get rich
    I'm from new york and never was a fan of the knicks
    And I'm all about expandin my chips
    You mad cause I was in the van with your bitch
    With both hands on her tits
    Corleone hold the throne, that you know in your heart
    I got style, plus the way that I be flowin is sharp
    A while back I used to hustle, sellin blow in the park
    Countin g stacks and rockin ice that glow in the dark
    Forever - hottie huntin, trigger temper I'm quick to body somethin
    You lookin at me like I'm probably frontin
    I fuck around and throw, three in your chest and flee to my rest
    I'm, older and smarter this is me at my best
    I stopped hangin around y'all, cause niggaz like you
    Be prayin on my downfall, hopin I flop
    Hopin I stop, you probably even hope I get locked
    Or be on the street corner with a pipe, smokin the rock
    I got more riches than you, fuck more bitches than you
    Only thing I haven't got is more, stitches than you
    Fuckin punk, you ain't a leader what? nobody followed you
    You was never shit, your mother shoulda swallowed you
    (mmmm.. whoo!) you on some tagalong flunkie yes man shit
    Do me a favor, please get off the next man dick
    And if you think I can't fuck with whoever, put your money up
    Put your jewels up, no fuck it put your honey up
    Put your raggedy house up nigga, or shut your mouth up
    Before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed
    Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread
    And mad hoes, ask beavis I get nuttin butt-head
    {*laughter*} my game is, vicious and cool
    Fuckin chicks is a rule
    If my girl think I'm loyal then that bitch is a fool
    How come, you can listen to my first album
    And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from?
    (yeah!) so what you actin for?
    You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more
    Somebody tell this nigga sum'un, 'fore I crack his jaw
    You runnin with boys, I'm runnin with men
    I'ma be rippin the mics until I'm a hundred and ten
    Have y'all niggaz like, 'damnit this nigga done done it again'
    I throw slugs at idi-ots, no love for city cops
    I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks
    I'm makin wonderful figures
    I don't fuck with none of you niggaz
    I might pull out this gun on your niggaz
    And rob every last one of you niggaz

    [bobbito] yeahhh! (what? )
    [big l] I'm tired
    [bobbito] for somebody tired, that wasn't, that wasn't too bad!

    Amaaaaaaazing freestyle.

    These are the best two quote. The but-head one is fucking raw.

    "Fuckin punk, you ain't a leader what? nobody followed you
    You was never shit, your mother shoulda swallowed you"

    "Before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed
    Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread
    And mad hoes, ask beavis I get nuttin but-head"
     
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  3. Fes Rock

    Fes Rock Nothing..........

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    aks beavus i get nuthin buthead

    L is a fucking legend, he would be where Jay is now if he got his neck out the crax game
     
  4. Borf™

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    Big L & Jay Z - 7 minute Freestyle
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    (Big L)
    Yo, check it
    Yo, I got slugs for snitches
    No love for bitches
    Puttin thugs in ditches
    When my trigger finger itches
    I got a rep that make police jet
    Known to get a priest wet
    I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat
    Is Big L slow? Hell no
    Bitches get f**ked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough
    I'm known for yoking jacks
    And beatin them with smoking gats
    Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps
    So with that bullshit, step to the rear son
    The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one
    Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning
    You see what happened in my last fight friend?
    Aight then
    I beat kids with lead pipes
    I leave a trail of dead mic's
    Where I'm from, niggaz jewels get ran like red lights
    Old folks get mugged and raided
    Crimes are drug related
    And we live by the street rules that thugs created
    Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts
    For selling pounds of coke
    Front in this town and get a tech stuck down your throat
    I'm tellin you shit is about to get drastic soon
    I'm quick to blast a goon
    And break a motherf**ker like a plastic spoon
    I got the looks that make your hotty stare
    I keep a shotty near
    It's the nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear
    Tracks I'm know to roast
    Until the microphone is ghost
    Props I own the most
    I'm leaving niggaz comatose
    Front and get your brain pinched
    Big L will have your whole gang lynched
    I started smoking dust and been insane since
    This rap shit was a great gift
    The other night some snake riffed
    And got a hot lead face lift
    All through high school I had braids
    I kept mad blades
    Stabbing teachers to death that gave me bad grades
    I cook the mic like a beef steak
    Cause my techniques great
    And I'm the nigga police hate in each state
    Cause I'm the neighborhood lamper
    Punk brother vamper
    F**k around you'll find my silk boxers in your mother's hamper
    Cops drop when my glock makes a pow sound
    I'm from a whyle town
    You know my style clown, so bow down

    (Jay-Z)
    Brothers can beg and borrow
    Still feel sorrow
    When Jay-Z, get in that ass, like Zorro,
    Better luck tomorrow
    I'm too much, nigga, so never should you rush
    You need slow down, or get your ass tore down
    Check it out, I'm too cocky
    To stop me, you gotta kill me
    And when I'm gone, you can still feel me
    On the real, B
    The shit is eternal, I rock the Heavens well
    Even if they won't let me in Heaven
    I raise hell, till its Heaven
    Recognize, the black cat with the nine lives
    Get up off me, nigga, its bad luck to cross me
    I'm poppin Crystal, shooting game like missiles
    As projected, all ho's affected by this style
    I mack like Goldie, go back like the oldies
    But the goody, pullin R&B bitches wearin hoodies
    They don't be knowin the way I be flowin
    When I be goin, I be running the track like Jesse Owens
    I disrupt the natural scheme
    The way that you do things wit a swing and have em rockin like…
    You say never you run, if ever you come
    It's never you run so fast in your life to never have won
    Come on and ride the rhythm
    I be producing like jizm
    Just like the gods I start with knowledge and follow with wisdom
    For greater understanding
    I'm landing blows and
    Knocking sense into those that oppose me, ha
    Enticin when slicing through tracks
    Your screaming, "Jesus Christ," he's back
    And God knows he can rap
    Me and L put rhythm on the map
    So give him his dap
    And me, I just take mine
    Gimme those, gimme this, gimme that, f**k that
    You never see me stressed, in a GS
    On the prize, my greedy eyes can't see no less
    Jigga incredible
    Even my thoughts is federal
    Like kidnapping, extortion and corruption
    So you know, beatin me will never come
    Like a nun or tomorrow, I'm too thorough, nigga
    I make moves, cause bowels to move
    When I'm creeping through your hood with a thousand little dudes
    Um. We're the peace like Islam
    I make your eyes rise like yeast
    Surprise, I feel no fear when facing y'all
    Betcha lyrics jump off the track like racing cars
    Emcee's trying to be the best
    And even in dying, couldn't be this def (death)
    I see no reason to stop cheesin
    Ever since L said "Throw three g's in"
    And we can get down and split the wealth
    That's when I found I could do it myself
    I get up

    (Big L)
    My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched
    Rappers I jack and lynch
    Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events
    Big L is the nigga you expect
    To catch wreck in any cassette deck
    I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet
    I'm feeling like Billy Bathgate
    My rap style is past great
    I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake
    I probably got your mommy strung
    Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung
    My clan plans to get Guillianni hung
    Never had a gassed head
    Got loot cause I stash bread
    Try to tax and I'ma beat your fagot ass half-dead
    I stomp white cops till the life stops
    For a low price hops
    Cause my blood is colder than an ice box
    On 1-3-9 you don't want a block war
    Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor
    And every time a mack eleven bucks
    I'm killing at least seven ducks
    I never was a follower of Reverend Butts
    The bitch type I dislike, I'm rougher than a fist fight
    All chicks ain't shit, ain't no such thing as Miss Right
    So we can never be a couple hun
    Fuck love, all I got for ho's is hard dick and bubble gum
    And clown emcee's I be attacking quick
    I'm on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit
    I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac
    And put the gat to his cap, click-clack
    Sorry jack but get up out of that
    My 38 works great, so make a mistake and hesitate
    I can't wait to demonstrate this nickel plate
    He didn't listen to what I was speakin
    He started reaching
    So I left him sleepin with his temple leaking

    Aight, back to my man Jay-Z

    (Jay-Z)
    As soon as I grab it, I eat it up like a savage
    And no I don't have it, I get it together like a marriage
    I'm seeking all rappers, I'm on my p's and q's and carrots
    Y'all don't understand, well, god-damn, don't you know my status
    I'm flowing the fattest, mmmm that is, mmmm, I'm the baddest
    No need to explain my name, the only thing that matters
    For suckers who bite me, they find I'm a bit much to swallow
    Your thinking that's hollow, the rhythm is too rugged to follow
    I hit you like bam, biggity bam, bam, biggity bam
    Let me take a little breath…god damn
    The kid is a wizard
    I'm definitely destined to make eight digits
    Met up with L on the road to riches
    As soon as I step up, nah, whenever I'm in the, uh
    Whatever I touch, whatever I clutch
    You know I'm gonna end ya, uh
    The nigga don't play, hey, the nigga don't play, hey
    Hahahhhh, here I come a-g-g-gain, run, up up up in
    Niggaz are do ducking I'm boo buckin, f**k it I'm whyle
    But a boo boo boo bam, what you niggaz gonna do to the man?
    I see you brought your little crew… and?
    I'm still comin with velocity, check it out
    Jid-a, id-a, wid-I, zid-e, uh huh
    Ain't none of the clowns f**kin around
    Ain't none of clowns standing their ground
    with the crowned prince of the underground
    Sounds like I'm ready to catch wreck now
    The heats on sweat now
    Jay-Z's on, be gone to the next town
    Punk, jump up and get beat down
    Check it out, check it out, check it out
    Ladies be comin out of their seats now
    Shit I got crazy skills
    It's a pity the way I'm ripping rugged rhythm through the city
    Like dunnanna dunnanna di-di-dun dun ditty
    I got rhythm, I, hit em with rhythm, I
    Hit em and split em, I did em, I get rid of them guys
    J-A, baby, baby please, gimme g's
    Baby, baby, wit crazy ease
    Watch Jay-Z get crazy G's
     
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    Fes Rock Nothing..........

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    Fes Rock Nothing..........

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    I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced out watch
    Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks
    Pulling me over too see if I'm drunk
    but I'm sober they wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova
    Listen Columbo you're mad because your money come slow
    And what you make in a year I make in one show
    Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
    Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride
    You're just mad cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat
    Talkin bout where the gun at, I been there and done that
    I'm through with that illegal life, I'm stayin legit
    I love to see cars come cruisin bye and playin my shit
    I walk around with six thou' without a pist-al, my whole click's wild
    I'm rich pal, no more sticks I'm makin hits now
    I drink Cristal, I'm through breakin laws
    I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours
    So get that flashlight out of my face
    To bring me down them Jakes'll do whatever it takes
    Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
    Praying that I fall for the mouse trap, I doubt that
     
  7. K motion

    K motion Rollin' deep

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    Wicked! big L is soooo good!
     
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    Had both of them freestyles on my itunes for a good couple years. Teh sickness.
     
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    Yeh, I remember hearing it at like 15 and was blooooooooooooooown away.
     
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    logikz I Am Not The King Staff Member

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    thats all written though.
     
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    What is?

    The freestyle?
     
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    logikz I Am Not The King Staff Member

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    yes, the freestyle. making it not a freestyle. its a written lyric, dont you think?
     
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    Nah.

    Big L's got a lot of acknowledgment for this and the 7 minute freestyle from loads of other artists.
     
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    Fes Rock Nothing..........

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    yea some of its written tho, you know cuz he says some of the same rhymes in varios freestyles...but 75% is off the dome. thats how nice the kid is
     
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    logikz I Am Not The King Staff Member

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    thats what i say.
     
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    Yeh, granted when he can feel he's getting stuck he uses a line he used before.

    But most people in freestyles have a few generic lines.
     
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    Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread
    And mad hoes, ask beavis I get nuttin butt-head

    haha, this was my shit years back, big l was always and probably still is my fav rapper. r.i.p
     
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    efil4ssab Skematix DJ

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    Dis some real shit! Expand your musical horizons :dutty:
     
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    RevTech Butthole=output transduce

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    Jay Z wasn't so good :/