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