Refrain: ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") Yeah, Big L is the first to represent. Verse One: Big L Yo, on the mic is Big L, that brother
nigga He had close to ten bodies under his belt His man did the last one and got murdered himself Took him a while to get his head together Alex one
Go a little loco, feel'n like a tonto That's how you know it's almost time to go homes And get ready for the night time Cause Ray Charles said it best
I say, baby, don't you cry You know I'll soon discover One day by and by That you loved another No matter what you say I'm gonna leave you right away
's salute them now! Fifty Nifty United States from thirteen original colonies, Shout 'em, Scout 'em, Tell all about 'em, One by one, 'til we've given
Kill em wit syllables quick wit 8 bars in a sequence I am the bidness I gotta charge you to peep this Niggaz can't see me I'm ray Charles or a eclipse
Now when it come to cuttin' Can't nobody fade, dawg Come n get wit the twist I'm a made star wit one grip of the wrist Like Ray Charles, I know she
Mr. Right? (Who?) Make sisters fight (Who?) Ain't really gotta ask for a kiss goodnight (Who?) The one that the ladies call Mr. Pipe (Who?) The one that
, in some paper or a dutch The ganja, I can't wait to get a rush, marijuana I play cards with Ray Charles, cheat for a grand Once I deal out the deck
When I start gettin' pussy every day of my life It really didn't matter what the bitch look like I remember one night after the Sugar Ray fight Wouldn
department To save enough cash To move into Community Chest condos on Pennsylvania Ave She fell in love with this dude name Ray Who was a small time hustler form St. Charles
's back in town again I'll take him back again One more time [Ray Charles] Here we go again The phone will ring again I'll be her fool again, I will One
bed wetter Baby, baby, I heard you caught the rabies Bitin' on my shit, I have to say haybee Son'll be rockin' until tomorrow Cause I've got the right on, like ray charles
wetter Baby, baby, I heard you caught the rabies Bitin' on my shit, I have to say hay bee Son will be rockin' until tomorrow 'Cause I've got the right one, like Ray Charles
bed wetter Baby, baby, I heard you caught the rabies Bitin' on my shit, I have to say haybee Son'll be rockin' until tomorrow 'Cause I've got the right one, like Ray Charles
you little bed wetter baby,maybe,I heard you caught the rabbies Bighting on my shit, I have to say maybe sun will rocking untill tomorrow I got the right one like ray charles
Frank sings But I can get a little Frank, Sammy, little Ray Charles In fact all the people with soul in this A little Mahalia Jackson in there One more
same place they buried hip hop at Right there Me and my mom reunite there Then it's off through the Pearly Gates To sit down in that white chair Ray Charles