[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