Don’t Sleep Children of the Corn

[Big L]
Yeah, I got two of my muthafuckin' peoples from Children of the Corn about to represent
It's the Big L, and we gon' do a lil summin' like this
So check it out yo
Aiyyo, knock, knock

[Killa Kam]
Guess who

[Bloodshed]
Bloodshed to your rescue
I'm rougher than the projects that niggas don't walk next to
My mental, sense is drenched from the Beck's brew
Eyes chinky like an oriental; far from gentle

[Killa Kam]
You'd rather douche B, before you mush me
Or even push me black, in fact I call you Cujo, B
Cause all y'all some pussy cats
Give me the gun, and watch this trooper spark it, I maneuver targets
Cause I be packing like the minions in the supermarkets

[Bloodshed]
Yo, my style is mastered, blunts; never pass it
Stay blasted, Jurrasic type cash up the ass split
I'm mad sick, when shit get hectic, I wet shit
When my TEC spit, it's redruM cause I'm dyslexic
Out of my crew I am the loc'est one, so don't provoke the strung
Or my smoking gun'll leave you soaking son
I speak the truth, so you should all figure
My double four trigger's +Above The Law+ like that Seagal nigga
And I'm a buddah head until I'm dead
It ain't no changin' Bloodshed
Tough bread, enough said