[Fat Joe]
 Diggin In The Crates 9 9
 Yeah yeah  Still Diggin y'all
 Yeah yeah  yo yo
 There's only one way for me to explain  the key to this game
 Is longev  keep it the same
 The seeds'll remain  only if they bringin the pain
 Hip hop don't stop like the heat in my vein
 The streets know my name  Don Carta bomb harder
 My persona is honored in the Bronx as my alma matter
 I'm smarter than the average Joe, packin a flow
 That's stackin the dough, let's bring the chips in the bag and let's go
 It's Fat Joe, I'ma set it straight
 If you do your hist I exist through Diggin In The Crates
 I'm bringin in the ace, had to stay up late
 Playin the corners but never seen a day upstate
 Until the day I escape or see Tone at the pearly gates
 I continue to runch it even after the computer breaks
 You know the rates, fifty-thou for every verse that's foul
 And I bring rhymes to life like the birth of a child

 "Verbal assualt" "Blow out your tweeters"[Fat Joe]
 "Big L"[DJ Premier] *cut and scratched*

 [Big L]
 Check it, my whole crew holdin
 We all got cars wit extra features
 It's a bunch of y'all, one got dough, the rest is leeches
 You probably mad cuz I be sexin divas
 I should pull this pistol out and make you touch your sneakers
 I'm on some cool out shit, but I will pull this tool out quick
 And put some holes in your new outfit
 You frontin hard cuz your whip a Range
 But it's a 4.0, you nerd nigga, you heard Jigga now get your change
 You ain't a willy you a small solider, give it up son it's all over
 And you never sold a, pound a cane
 You a clown wit fame, goin down the drain
 All yo' shit sound the same
 I'ma shine pop-o, cuz when you got dough your rocks glow
 L got a hot flow that rap coppo
 I'm Uptown smoothest, first album left you clowns clueless
 Sayin I'm wack, you niggas sound foolish
 Niggas hate to see L bubble, they'd rather see L struggle
 Cuz what they sell, I'ma sell double
 You wanna see rocks, then look at L's wrist
 If you see me in the club drinkin Mo' that means they don't see Cris, what