Big L (rapper)

Lamont Coleman (May 30, 1974February 15, 1999), better known as Big L, was an American rap artist.

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  • 'Cause phony faggots I froze, it's a fact, I flip fast on foes with fabulous fantastic flows
  • L is the rebel type, I'm rough as a metal pipe, fuck a Benz 'cause I can pull skins on a pedal bike
  • I pack a gat, not a slingshot; step to this and get an ass whooping like Rodney King got
  • MCs be bragging about cash they collect, but them chumps are like Ray Charles cause they ain't seen no money yet


  • The Big L was cold crazy, A top-notch crook snatchin' pocket books from old ladies
  • I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked! Oh you broke? ( *shots* ) Now you're dead broke"
  • My name is L and I'm from a part of town where clowns, Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds
  • 'Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax, they're sneakier than alley cats, that's why I carry gats


  • In a street brawl, I strike men quicker than lightnin', you seen what happened in my last fight, friend? Aight, then! L's a clever threat, a lyricist who never sweat, comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a Chevrolet
  • And my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flying saucers, no more iron horses 'cause I'm buying Porsches
  • My run is like Machine Gun Kelly, with a black skully, put one in your belly, leave you smelly, then take your Pelle Pelle
  • And yes I'm living slick and my pockets are thick, I need surgery to get chicks removed from my dick


  • I got styles you can't copy bitch, its the triple six in the mix, straight from H-E-double hockey sticks
  • Every Sun-day a nun lay from my gun spray, fuck Carlito we doin' shit the Devil's son's way
  • Every minute my style switches up, they say a real man won't hit a girl - then I aint real 'cause I beat bitches up
  • I'm takin' lives for a great price, I'm the type to snap in heaven with a Mac-11 and rape Christ
  • L's the nigga that crime follows, I'm hittin fine models and stabbin' punks with broken wine bottles
  • I beat chumps till they head splits, break 'em like breadsticks, I sex chicks, I'd even fuck a dead bitch
  • Always sprayin TECs because I be stayin' vexed, some nigga named Dex was in the projects layin threats
  • I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin', put his brains in the street, now you can see what he was just thinkin'


  • 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 TEC, I just laughed and spit the shell out
  • A nigga hit me with a can of beer, then he ran in fear, later they found him hanging from a chandelier
  • I'm placin' snitches inside lakes and ditches, and if I catch AIDS I'ma start rapin' bitches
    • "Devil's Son", (1993)


  • I'm makin ducks' shed much tears, I buck queers, I don't have it all upstairs but who the fuck cares?
  • The Big L be lighting niggas like incense, getting men lynched, to win tits, I'm killing infants for ten cents
  • 'Cause I'm a street genius, with a unique penis, got fly chicks on my dick that don't even speak English
  • A Tec-9 is my utensil, Fillin' niggas with so much lead they could use they dick for a pencil
  • I'm known for snatching purses, and bombing churches, I get more pussy by accident than most niggas get on purpose
  • I got drug spots from New York to Canada, cause Big L be fucking with more keys (kis) than a janitor


  • I cook the mic like a beef steak cause my technique's great, and I'm the nigga police hate in each state
  • Ayo my crew be deliverin' hot lead when gats I clench, rappers I jack and lynch, nobody could fuck with the way I be killing up shit in rap events
  • Big L is that nigga you expect to catch rep on any cassette deck, I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet
  • I'm feelin' 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, niggas hear me and take more notes than Conny Chung, my clan plans to get Giuliani hung
  • I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches, puttin' thugs in ditches when my trigger finger itches
  • I'm known for yokin' jacks and beatin' 'em wit smokin' gats, leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps
  • I ran up on a nigga named Mac in a black 'Ac, put the gat to his cap, click clack, sorry jack but get up outta that
    • "7 Minute Freestyle"


  • They wanna know why, I'm so fly, a girl asked me for a ring and I put one around her whole eye
  • I'm looking nothing like ya poppa, I wouldn't give a chick ten cents, to put cheese on a whopper.


  • I'm makin' rap hits, I snap flicks and mack chicks, just the slim ones, you won't see L with no fat bitch
    • "Don't Front Freestyle"


  • 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
  • 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 nothin' but head (Butthead)
  • You lame-ass nigga, no dough, always on the train-ass nigga, Canal street, 10-karat-chain-ass nigga, you got fucked upstate, you cupcake, how many dicks can your butt take?
  • I ran through every bitch in my path, I was fuckin' chicks in the ass when I was six-and-a-half
  • I'ma take you out ya misery, and after this they gonna put you in the Social Study book, 'cause you History
    • "98 Freestyle Full", (1998)

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