Lyrics

Large (Large Large) Professor… Yeah… Yeah… All my niggas get ready, it's time To teach the world about a hardcore beat and rhyme It's the man Extra P, that nigga who's known As the Large Professor on the microphone New York came from Queens My rightful home Where ya hear a nine buss or a rifle get blown In the silence can y'all dig it like Osiris I lolly with the hoodrats and roll with the pirates Some say that I'm crazy in a world of my own But I have enough loot to get four or five homes In the pocket Plug the drum machine in the socket Hook up the microphone breathe then rock it A real hip-hop kid who's definitely raw Took 'em back to the future in seventy four Came back two thousand and two with a ounce and a brew Y'all know the sayin' this is how we do