Principle Of The New School - Big L

Principal of the New School - Big L
I got the gift o gab
To lift an grab the mic
And recite hype rhymes
That rip an rag an drag a fag MC
Who likes to nag a lot an brag a lot
Talkin about the lyrics that he have are hot
Step to this an get lit like a candle troop
Rhymes I hook up MCs I cook up
Like Campbe’s Soup
I throw rhymes like a quarterback
Front an you get bust an dust an crushed
Bum rushed an all o that
Rhymes never sound wack
Cause I got em down pat
Your rulin time is over
So gimme your crown jack
I get hype fast
An MCs might last
A minute with me
Because their rhymes are light as a feather
An mines are heavy like a big brick
Rappers catch a fit quick
When I start to kick shit
An I record my battles on a camcorder
So I can sit back an watch me manslaughter
MCs that tried to get wit me hops
That’s why they all got tooken out like a Bensi box
The crown is still mine cause I kick ill rhymes
A lotta rappers talk that murder shit an couldn’t kill time
Or beat eggs or whip cream
I’m smoother than Vaseline
An I’m a stone cold rappin fiend
A lot of new jacks are comin out but that’s cool
Cause I’m the principal of the new school
I recite hype rhymes that shine like rainbows
I pick up the microphone an play MCs like game shows
An suckas are coppin pleas while I’m clockin gs
Try stoppin these lyrics nigga please
Cause my rhymes are ill like a kid with a bad cold
Your style is mad old you’re small as a tadpole
This is a giant here an MC rap pioneer
Before you battle me chief go throw on your riot gear
I’m hardcore comin outta wars jus barely bruised
Makin MCs go on strike like the daily news
But there aren’t gonna be any comebacks
Sayin them bum raps your lyrics are dumb wack
I wreck shows an explode like a landmine
Cause L kicks the deadliest shit known to mankind
Front on me you’ll be history like last week
Cause rappers be frontin hard an booty like ass cheeks
I’m hotter than Florida
I gets raw with a mic
Slammin niggas like the Ultimate Warrior
The subject the predicate
L kicks better shit
Couldn’t get passed me if your homeboy set a pick
Try to play me out like a cub scout
Better get the f**k out my face
Or get placed in a casket
It be a tragic incident
What a coincidence
My rhymes are infinite
Like math
An I go to work in a suit fool
Cause I’m the principal of the new school
The lyrics that I’m kickin are like lethal weapons
Every time that I pick up a mic I see you steppin
Cause you want no parts of the L
Hear the sound of my voice ya start bitin your fingernails
Cause you’re petro an my lyrics are death so
Could you win a battle against me Heck no
I just cruise an get smooth on the rap tip
Go ahead bite my lyrics an’ get a fat lip
Or a broken jaw you‘ll get more than a beatin troop
F**k around you’ll be eatin soup
Cause I’m a brother who likes to party hard
Nice with my hands so I don’t need a bodyguard
MCs be walkin the streets jus col frontin
Step to this an get beat like you stole somethin
Cause I’m not the man to be step to
I won’t let you ruin my repu-tation
Across the whole nation
Rappers that be basin I’m choppin like Jason
I kick so much flavor you should call me the flavor man
Here take my autograph cause you’re a major fan
Of the L cause you like the way I’m kickin flavor
Hot as an oven but cool as a refrigerator
MCs be bitin my lyrics like a stone thief
Believe me chief you want no beef
So give those lyrics back to the right owner
Or get beat until ya fall in a coma
An physical contact you don’t want that
So gimme what’s mine an there’ll be no harm jack
Cause where I’m from we don’t like that thief shit
An I’m the last rapper who you wanna beef wit
Cause chumps I overrule
I’m invincible an the principal of the new school