[Big L] Check it when I'm onstage you niggas know who's mic this is Sport the presidential rolls for the ice uis My name it ring a bid ell I'm hot as hid ell I live swid ell how could you mention Harlem and forget L? Me and you can get it on and we'll see who gets shitted on You tried to do what I did but did it wrong I'm not a child of a grown man You push a Six but I own land, try that You can't ride that, pass the lye, black, let my fry that Where I rest fronting fly cats get robbed and shot at Knuckle up and then I swell you I stay Rolex-ed and never get tested, so what that tell you? My who crew puff blunts and fuck stunts I won't lie, I got stuck once Then I seen the kids who did it, cocked my gat and got that back Now you figure the rest, I'm a slide back, jack You still living cause I get rowdy, coward Runing round, fronting hard like you bout it, bout it But I doubt it, doubt it What I recite be taking hours to write So if you might tell your man what type of flowers you like
[Lord Finesse] I be that underworld Don, certified bomb Paramsean and night swan By all means my theme is grossing cream like Joe I don't wanna be a player, I just coach the team Reign supreme, straight and still great Can you relate? I'm after ill papes like Bill Gates Don't flip drugs, peace to slick thugs to get slugs Make chicks bug and take it all off like stip clubs Too slick, on some ultra-cool shit On some "You gon' need me before I need you" shit I got chicks hooked, have your cash shook I got the shit that make... Nigga I've been right, you're skating on thin ice I hem mics, this cat's nice like Glenn Rice Game's tight, so just get the name right Cause I'll be damned if half the cats can rock the same mic
[O.C.] Yeah, dignafied soldiers, we roll like boulders Some of us are wild or just wild money folders Don't test the click, we'll see who's the boldest Who's strong or weaker, who's heart be the coldest
[A.G.] Now while y'all bite like termites, we'll shine like torchlights Burn mics, true fears are better off mics Get raw like G.P. on mics of all types Four mics ain't enough, this royal flush is clutch Realer than most, stay concealing the toast But reveal the flames like the last days, there's mad ways To make the paper, but these chickens taste the vapor I lace the flaper, wanna be major, that's my nature But of course kick the dopest shit, load the clip Let my mind spray, foes submit, it's over with Hold my click like the cheebas, drop bombs like bad receivers You wanna see us? Then beep us, cause we off the hook I smoke the cheebas and remain here cause they need us Sell outs, they want to be us, but it ain't here I blow spots and hold glocks for those cops That try to roadblock my way to the top, I throw shots If you're not, I'm bird hunting in the Suburb fronting And I been peep you in the rearview, ain't nothing That's what you say, but I say, "It's probably something" And to fronting, but on another note, y'all MC's better take it Or I'll forget it, cause where we hid it We gonna rape it and let you know that D.I.T.C. did it
[O.C.] Now who recall falling off, the Phenomena is flawless Like diamonds being dug from a mine, priceless I am too much for the average man, nigga, who can? You fucking with Diggin' is like walking on quicksand Shit, my crew will run a blitz on your team Fantasizing ain't our thing cause we far from a dream We live and learn concern for one another like brothers Am I my brother's keeper? No doubt I'm a believer In come up, which niggas want to bring the drama? Fuck with O.C. and get smoked like scarma or Ganja, let me remind y'all once If I gotta say it twice we gonna find y'all The way we roll we have teeth chattering, now who's coldest? Diggin' in the Crates crew Dignafied Soldiers
Dignafied soldiers, we roll like boulders Some of us are wild or just wild money folders Don't test the click, we'll see who's the boldest Who's strong or weaker, who's heart be the coldest (Repeat 2x)
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