I'm comin through y'all, with the glock buckin
Ya whole block duckin
Every (*##$ that I'm $#&@in with now is @@#! suckin

It's like I'm allergic to not $#&@in
Ya ^!$$%z is !@$)gots like Rock Hudson and Boy George
I destroy broads with one verse

^!$$% we could knuckle up or we could let the guns burst
L is the type, to murder your son first, to get my point across
Since y'all wanna chit or chat with the powers

Y'all might as well join The Force
Where I'm from believe me, snitches get killed
^!$$%z be hustlin daily tryna $#&@ more (*##$es than Wilt

Takin pitchers in silk, gayed it up
Passport: dated up, hair braided up
I $#&@ed ya (*##$ but I ain't rape the !@#% she gave it up

I runnin with Wop, you runnin wit me, we runnin together
We get drunk and blunted together
But don't front, the guns is under the leather

Ready to ill, ready to kill, ready to peel
Steppin to Corle' you better be real
Cuz none of my ^!$$%z be lettin me chill

My crew be deliverin hot lead
When gats are clenched rappers I clap and lynch
Nobody can $#&@ with the way I be killin up %#@! in rap events

It's like, soon as I pick up a mic and start flowin the people yell
I'm rugged as hell
Brothers can tell, that none of y'all ^!$$%z is $#&@in with L

When I'm that ^!$$% ya ex-pect, to catch wreck on any cassette deck
I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet