[Big L]
Check it
When I`m onstage you niggaz know who`s mic this is
Sport the presidential Rol` full of ice-eses
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 get shitted on
You tried to do what I did but you did it wrong
I`m not a child, I`m a grown man
You push a Six but I own land, try that
You can`t buy that, pass the lye black, let me fry that
Where I rest frontin fly cats get robbed and shot at
Knuckle up, bet I swell you
I stay Rolex-ed and never get tested, so what that tell you?
My whole 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`ma stop at that
You still living cause I allowed it, 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 bite just tell your man what kind of flowers you like
[Lord Finesse]
I be that underworld Don, certified bomb
(What you after Pah?) The paramegan and nice swans
By all means my theme is to gross the cream like Joe
I don`t wanna be a player.. I`ll 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, just a slick thug that gets love
Make chicks bug then take it all off like strip clubs (uh)
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 ya....
Nigga look I`ve been right, you`re skatin 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 you cats can rock the same mic
[Chorus]
Yeah dignified soldiers, we roll like bolders
some of us are whilers, just while money holders
come test the click we`ll see who`s the boldest?
Who`s strong who`s weaker whose heart be the coldest?
[A.G.]
Now while y`all bite like termites, we`ll shine like torchlights
Burn mics, truth is I`m better off mics
Get raw like, G.D. on mics of all types
Four mics ain`t enough, this royal flush is clutch
Realer than most, stay concealin` 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
I`m forced to 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 road to the top, I throw shots
If you`re not, I`m bird hunting in the Suburb fronting
And I been peeped Duke, in the rearview, ain`t nuttin`
That`s what you say, but I say, It`s probably something
End up frontin, but on another note, y`all MC`s
better take it while y`all can get it
Cause where we hit it we gon` rape it
to let you know that D.I.T.C. shitted
[O.C.]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Now who can recall all of the phenomenon is flawless
Like diamonds being dug from a mine, priceless
I am too much for the average man, nigga, who can?
You ain`t, fuckin with Diggin` is like walking on quicksand
Shit, my crew will run a blitz on your team
Fantasizin` ain`t our thang 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 karma
Which niggaz want to bring the drama?
Fuck with O.C. and get smoked like scarma or ganja
Let me remind y`all once (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, Dignified Soldiers
[Chorus]
