Get Up
(In memory of Big L)
(Put ya L up)
My tunes will be blasting through your stereo
And my tracks will be played all on the radio
I’m catching fire baby can’t ya see the fuckin’ smoke
I chew em up then spit em out canibal
Hanibal yea I’m crazy like the joker
I said I’m fucking crazy loco
Mr Webster here’s the lesson
Let’s name all the things that I’m best in
Well rapping for one I got the super dope flow
Never stopping to the top Geronimo
Super cold North poll
Then I heat up south beach Ima go
Like LeBron skipping the brackets
You could the game shaq cause you know Ima hack it
Ever seen some one like me
Course u ain’t
I just keep flowing mother fucker wet paint
This ain’t a freestyle but it ain’t written down
You know my legs tired because I run the town
When they try to spit
You do not hear a sound
I like to get up
Now get down
Get up
Now get down
Caught red handed so give it up now
Going with the flow laying back so chill
The beat better bring a gun because my lyrics kill
Up like me top of the bunk I be
Higher than the mountains all the stars I see
No time for being low no we staying high
Putchya L up in the air yea put it in the sky
Good Times live fast die young
I’m almost at the top yea my dreidels almost spun
Haha I’m on the last 10 pages of the story of me always going thru changes
And this ones a tribute the best of all time
I still love his music though I wasn’t alive
He always said don’t get struck by the streets so I leave u with this Big L rest in peace