Lyrical Breakdown of BONUS: Put The Mic Down - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Big L weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "BONUS: Put The Mic Down" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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(Browz, we got another one)
Ayo, we can put the mic down and fight now, that's up to you
I got no love for you or that counterfeit clown you with
I might let this four-pound spit and leave your crown split
Fuck you and fuck who you down with
Yo, I clap at you then clap at you gang with accurate aim
Blow off more than half of your brain for actin' insane
You wack in this game, I can see me now mackin' your dame
Snappin' your pockets and snatchin' your chain
Shit, I roll with cats that'll attack in the rain
We in the Benz, you in the back of the train or the city bus
Crones be hideous, no one I really trust
They call me Willie Hutch the way I mack these silly sluts
And right now, I'm on top of the world
So when you see me comin' through, put a lock on your girl, what?
Like damn, we can put the mic down and fight now
Understand, fuck you and fuck who you down with
We could throw the hands, it ain't nothin' to beat your man's
The members havin' fights with them niggas, let's go again
Like damn, we can put the mic down and fight now
Understand, fuck you and fuck who you down with
We could throw the hands, it ain't nothin' to beat your man's (aw, man)
The members havin' fights with them niggas, let's go again
80 spit it, stuntin' like Baby did it
GD get dirty, all crazy wit' it
Coke from Broadway to the hallway, we did it
Smokin' all day, and shawty, he hit it
You know me, the macaroni with a whole lotta cheese
And before I finish, I'm acceptin' apologies
Son, I gotta squeeze at all y'all niggas in here
Straight dirty bitch niggas in here
I'm like a bike switch, bitches in gear
You like Mike, 'bout to end your career
I'm bigger than fear, my niggas is here
Fuck Cristal, give me a beer
My cars come with rims, trigger your fears, I come with Timbs (haha)
I'm tried of niggas tryna rap in my hood
Ain't the first time you get smacked in my hood
Yapped in my hood, clapped in my hood
I'm tryna bring a platinum plaque back to my hood
Like damn, we can put the mic down and fight now
Understand, fuck you and fuck who you down with
We could throw the hands, it ain't nothin' to beat your man's
The members havin' fights with them niggas, let's go again
Like damn, we can put the mic down and fight now
Understand, fuck you and fuck who you down with
We could throw the hands, it ain't nothin' to beat your man's (aw, man)
The members havin' fights with them niggas, let's go again