Dignafied Soldiers - D.I.T.C.

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