featuring Big L Lord Finesse O.C. A.G.
[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)