This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
[Intro: Big L]
Yeh check this shit out
1,2 1,2 check me the fuck out
Big L, Corleone
Yeh chillin' wit my nigga Kay Slay from around the way, uhuh
Flamboyant Entertainment nigga
Comin' live it's the danger zone Harlem, USA nigga
Bout to rip this shit
Check us out, check it out, yeh, check it out, yeh yeh
Flamboyant Entertainment
Yeh yeh Flamboyant Entertainment
[Verse 1: Big L]
Yo while we hold gats, you hold knifes
When you sold 8's, we sold pies
When you rode bikes, we drove 5's
It's no comparison son, it's just embarrisin'
Im runnin' with some of the baddest niggaz in the whole New York
We hold the fort, y'all bitch niggaz is holdin' dicks
Playa hatin' pushin' stolen whips
We at the dice game rollin' tricks
OT, throwin bricks, takin' ova
Cookin' up coke with baking soda
Yeah, you better spread with them 30 dollar kicks on
Or get whipped on, knocked out cold and pissed on
L is a heavy waiter, with steady paper
You the type that go to jail for a petty capor
Then come home on good behaviour
Talkin' about you know longer hard now
'Cause you a man of God now
It was amazin', L is blazin' always been
Before I put the braids in, I used to let the waves spin
Shit you be sayin' don't impress me at all
And those chicks you be J'in don't be sexy at all
Word life, everything that I recite stand out
Go ahead and front so I can try this right hand out
Across your jaw, L never losed a war
No respect for them faggots who enfore the law
You got suttin' to say cough it out
'Cause niggaz be wanted beef
but when you pull out the heat they ready to talk it out
What is there to talk about, you was just frontin'
Now it ain't nuttin', ain't that suttin'
I should start bustin' anyway and put one of you punks in the ground
Y'all niggaz be killin' me with y'all faces around, jumpin' around
Like you scarin' L not even
'Cause imma be a thug 'till I stop breathin'
Plus I'm runnin' with a smooth ass crew
That will shoot at you
You wan't to knuckle up, then fuck it we can do that do, nigga
I never hesitate to buck my gun
Harlem World, y'all know where the fuck I'm from
Yeh check this shit out
1,2 1,2 check me the fuck out
Big L, Corleone
Yeh chillin' wit my nigga Kay Slay from around the way, uhuh
Flamboyant Entertainment nigga
Comin' live it's the danger zone Harlem, USA nigga
Bout to rip this shit
Check us out, check it out, yeh, check it out, yeh yeh
Flamboyant Entertainment
Yeh yeh Flamboyant Entertainment
[Verse 1: Big L]
Yo while we hold gats, you hold knifes
When you sold 8's, we sold pies
When you rode bikes, we drove 5's
It's no comparison son, it's just embarrisin'
Im runnin' with some of the baddest niggaz in the whole New York
We hold the fort, y'all bitch niggaz is holdin' dicks
Playa hatin' pushin' stolen whips
We at the dice game rollin' tricks
OT, throwin bricks, takin' ova
Cookin' up coke with baking soda
Yeah, you better spread with them 30 dollar kicks on
Or get whipped on, knocked out cold and pissed on
L is a heavy waiter, with steady paper
You the type that go to jail for a petty capor
Then come home on good behaviour
Talkin' about you know longer hard now
'Cause you a man of God now
It was amazin', L is blazin' always been
Before I put the braids in, I used to let the waves spin
Shit you be sayin' don't impress me at all
And those chicks you be J'in don't be sexy at all
Word life, everything that I recite stand out
Go ahead and front so I can try this right hand out
Across your jaw, L never losed a war
No respect for them faggots who enfore the law
You got suttin' to say cough it out
'Cause niggaz be wanted beef
but when you pull out the heat they ready to talk it out
What is there to talk about, you was just frontin'
Now it ain't nuttin', ain't that suttin'
I should start bustin' anyway and put one of you punks in the ground
Y'all niggaz be killin' me with y'all faces around, jumpin' around
Like you scarin' L not even
'Cause imma be a thug 'till I stop breathin'
Plus I'm runnin' with a smooth ass crew
That will shoot at you
You wan't to knuckle up, then fuck it we can do that do, nigga
I never hesitate to buck my gun
Harlem World, y'all know where the fuck I'm from
Lyrics submitted by Latinoheat
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