El Diablo (Big L Tribute, RIP)
• Written by FreeMason
February 15th, 1999 - R.I.P. Big L
[Verse 1]
Ay yo, I got excessive weapons but I kept the tech in
Cause the Smith n Wesson pressed in its lesson
I'm a two stepping adolescent that'll leave ya crescent
If ya got tension in my section
Seven Mac Elevens for the brethren as we question
What direction is heaven, bad intentions in the sentence
And one sentence'll take ya life like a life sentence
Just know I meant it, I'm straight demented
And I bust like big boobs on the Uz' I use and spew
To screw you and ya crew over in the Range Rover
A true soldier holds composure wit a holster
Switch blades and razors I favor to snatch paper
One taser with major range, spray a neighbor
One acre away
Reload my calico slow, explode, blow a hole
Through parole and ain't nobody know
[Hook]
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
I'm, waiving automatic guns at nuns
[Verse 2]
Farewell, I fell in hell next to a well of sperm cells
Wit twelve versions of myself asking, "What smells"
I double excel and sell parallel, then propel
Y'all want beef? I got a carousel
I prey on God, then God pray's after me
Again y'all want beef? I got a fucking cavalry
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