Rest in Peace to the best rapper there ever was

This is Diamond D - You Can't Front (Instrumental)

This does really and for ever be the one!

This some music that u can bust a cap in a nigga head nd walk away wit no remorse💯💯🤯

Hard to kill, half the thrills, half a pill and reveal your reality, youre mad cos ive still got my sanity, youre wiping yours with unsanitary actions, satisfactory reactions, sat and schemed without a faction, maddest dreams that are imaganed, planetary chasms

Big l on this joint was on some Memphis rap type shit. He sounded like he was rapping with a body in the studio too

Before you starts your freestyle you need to say “Big L rest in peace “

Such a hard sinister slappin track nasy drums. 🎧 🎶🔥🔥🔥🔥👍

The best of the best of all time 😢

Where I live at, it ain't hard to kill/
It's harder living, and most that speak wouldn't have the heart to kill/
And they're only partly real/
If I'm being honest, when when the pressure's on em, they start to squeal/
And I keep what I spark concealed/
Till they come out,  gun out, leave bodies stiff in the dark, and still/
If my bullets run out, I run out, shove something sharp in your grill/
I'm tenacious like a shark at it's meal/
And I can smell blood since all but half of it's spilled/
You a target, so best you guard your shit/
When I palm the fifth, whatever in my path get ripped/
Name another MC this harsh that spit/
Got goons that'll turn you to a carcass quick

this beat is so "Hard To Find"

REconiZe thy Danger zone plus aLL it Gave and toke cuz ya'LL no needs be in nor from QB to comprehend ShooK, whaT 1!

The meak shall inherit the earth
Through peace where it's war .
For every Spirit torn
by every generational curse
It's clear you been warned
By every Biblical verse
The covenant of course but
For us all to carry it forth
forget the pen and pad...
I had to marry the WORD

🎶🎶🎶🎬🎞BigH3k ....double decker...hot like pepper 🌶...honeys love me...Guacamole ..holy molè....uh...get da 💰 money..skip da hate..stack chips like Mr.McNair 🙏🏽💀💯Titan in the 🎮 game

This shit make me turn my cap backwards on some thug shit

By any means go all the way through it
Roll the dice, stack up the cash keep your body fluid

القصة تتلخص فى كلمتين
مطلع القصيدة اصلى بين كل بارين

I put money on Him - the one who helps me air out godly prudence
Showing something that gets me bugging like Shiite and Sunni Muslims
All my cousins in Ile Maurice, on the leash
with their tantines (aunts) still smothering fishes, washing the dishes
This is what the Father’s delivered in Isaiah’s 48th scripture
He teaches what is best for me, directs me forth through the scripture
just like in comics and sketches
where the cartoons are tossed into compositions
of all descriptions and come out like Picasso impressions
The strongest expression that I’ve ever made, is when a mate
infects my space every day, I just tell them to get away
When the Devil strafes like the hero in Doom
I load the bazook - BOOM - and blow the evil out the room
Ether and fumes, he’s got no more meat to chew
and he literally sees red like the Satan you see in books
or you perceive in tunes, sung in the world of R&B and blues
Read in ancient medieval runes beneath the deepest tombs
He who consumes the Body of Christ shall have life in Him
Fill up the motor with Castrol, to revive the engine
I pray for my brethren, that they might be replenished
Be no longer dead and get themselves the most divine lesson

Check it out, this the Big L yknowimsayin
Chillin with my man Herb, we gon' drop like this
Check it out, check it
You better flee Hops, or get your head thrown three blocks
L be keepin niggas hearts pumpin like Reeboks
It's the nigga that bitches suck and sweat
Faggots I buck and wet, disrespect and I'm a break ya f*ckin neck
I'm known to put a cap in a duck face, I spray guns, F*ck Mace
I'm a nutcase from a rough place, it's called Uptown
Front and get bucked down
Walk through with jewels on, that ass'll get stuck clown
I got styles you can't copy bitch
It's the triple six in the mix
Straight from H-E double hockey sticks
I'm the Devil's Son, like my song said:
I smash niggas like cornbread
You can't kill me - I was born dead
I wet shit up like a floodage
Me and me crew peel cats and carry gats like it's luggage
I'm nowhere near trash, step to the rear fast
'Fore I have ya queer ass cryin like tear gas
Every year I gain clout, and my game sprout
Some niggas'll be virgins if crack never came out
The Big L's hard to kill, when my squad gets I'll
You better guard your grill, before you gets scarred for real
Big L is a large boss
Known for puttin more holes in a nigga body than a golf course
I'm crazy quick to knock a duck off
I'll pull out then buck off
And tear a nigga grill right the f*ck off
You'll get smoked - like a Phillie fast
Cause ya shit is really trash
F*ck around, I swing on ya silly ass
It's Big L the crime converter
Sayin peace to all the niggas in jail doin time for murder
I wreck the mic, plus the whole stage, rockin cornrow braids
I'm killin motherf*ckers like old age
Known to have a hottie open
I keep the shotty smokin
Front and get half the bones in ya body broken
I never false teach, so listen as the boss preach
I only rock leathers by Martin Cannon and North Beach
I'm makin rap hits, I stab flicks and mack chicks
Just the slim ones, you won't see L with no fat bitch
Yo I'm the nigga that they call AWOL
Punks - I slay all, on my spare time I play ball
In the playgrounds I spray clowns with trey pounds
Makin G's from transportin keys on Greyhounds
My shit is kickin like a sensei
I'm smoother than Ben Gay
Comprende?
I'm outtie like M.J