Large on the Streets lyrics

(Intro)
Big L sample from Deadly Combination
"I'm large on the street scene"

(Verse 1: Chubby Jag)
The sh*t I've been doing, ain't really fair to me
Cause rarely, I think a rapper n*gga could compare to me
Spaz on a n*gga for free, to me it's charity
Clearly I've been killing you n*ggas, ain't peeped the clarity
Ever since the start of, when rap n*ggas been scared of me
Soon as they see me, they look shocked and just stare at me
Shorty tell me that I'm kind of good, well apparently
I got the fans repeating sh*t I say, playing parakeet
My top gone, Im a psycho n*gga, Never sleep
But I could do this with my eyes closed n*gga
Hmm-mmm, skinny jeans I don't buy those n*gga
Since when did it stop being cool to wear guy clothes n*gga
Rocked up like a caveman, Geico n*gga
All this flashing, got it feeling like a slide show n*gga
This is my show n*gga, on my lonely watching cheddar rise
I'm in the streets by myself, you know vanilla sky
BIG said it's gone be hard, and he ain't never lie
I thought a deal would change sh*t, I must be hella high
Never did it for the cold jewels and fancy linen
I'm on the mic trying to show my ass, Angie Simmons
Job is so greezy, hard work pay off
But it's hard to work hard, when your job is so easy
Going crazy, scopin' n*ggas out looking to rob
Rose from nothin', now I got n*ggas hooked to the squad
Hated their moms, had a n*gga out lookin' for jobs
When I should be in church looking' for God, tell you it's all bad
Yea they tryna dead Jag with no talents, but like football
Without the red flag theres no challenge, To them n*ggas ain't respecting me
Told them be expecting me, my flow is unguardable
Ain't no way of checking me, Naw
I rep the hardest for the n*ggas that be reppin' me
I'm famous and broke, hurt this sh*t is stressing me
Killer with the rhymes, To y'all it seem new
But to me and my team, I'm a n*gga in his prime
Got that, uncensored ore, sh*t that you don't get to see
99" Tim Duncan, Hogan versus Mr. T
I want the chicken, always end up with the moms
Same team, cause I seen how Cleveland did LeBron
In a race (?), since grandma could never get to come
That's why I'm tryna get the fans, how Jerry get the time
I mean think about it B, I want haters so mad
I'm so glad, that when they wake
All they think about is me, Yea I'm really on the come-up
Brad before Troy, n*ggas swear that you had it
You know Zag(?) before Floyd, I ain't asked to be this nice
n*ggas put me in this category, Mister quick to rape a track, no statutory
Come from the old school, get money never tell
Still tryna sell a boat, they said I could never sail
Yea I was born to keep going, no gasoline
And raw is from South Central, no vaseline
Chubby