I knocked out so many teeth, the tooth fairy went bankrupt
Wit and confidence together account for most of this page: 11 lines are tagged wit and 7 confidence, across 19 lyrics and nothing else. The punchlines come from Yes You May Remix (3), Let Em Have It L (2) and a freestyle with Jay Z, and 6 lines are credited to Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous. They are cartoonishly violent boasts about MC dominance. The few serious moments, in Fed Up With The Bullshit and Street Struck, are about justice and peer pressure.
Facts on tracks I recite well
Everybody wanna be like Mike, but Mike wanna be like L
I be killin' them shit in rap events
Big L is that nigga you expect
To catch wreck on any cassette deck
I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet
I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked"
Oh you're broke? *gunshots* Now you're dead broke
There are too many young black brothers doing life bids
'Cause justice means, 'just us white kids'
They wanna know why I'm so fly
A girl asked me for a ring and I put one around her whole eye
If rap was a game, I'll be MVP
The most valuable poet on the M-I-C
I'm relievin' rappers like Sudafed
Old folks get mugged and raided, crimes are drug-related
And we live by the street rules that thugs created
I'm quick to blast a goon
And break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon
Take that suit off, before I shoot off and tear your roof off
Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph
L's a rebel on a higher level, go get the shovel
'Cause I'm the only son of the motherfuckin' Devil
Surprise niggas like a blind date, L rhyme great
And I'ma increase the crime rate for old time's sake
I recite hype rhymes that shine like rainbows
I pick up the microphone and play MCs like game shows
I got the wild style, always been a foul child
My guns go, "Boom-boom" and your guns go, "Pow-pow"
Mics I steadily smoke, rhymes cleverly wrote
As long as I can rock a crowd, I'ma never be broke
Yo, where I'm from it ain't cookies and cream
There's a lot of peer pressure growin' up as a young teen
You never know when you gonna get wet
'Cause mad clowns be catchin' wreck with a TEC just to get a rep
I'll bend a rapper like a fender, I'm slender but far from tender
I only roll with originators
Chicks stick to my dick like magnets on refrigerators