O.c. - Stand Strong lyrics

[Big L] Check it When I'm onstage you n***as 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 gets sh**ted 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, pa** the lye black, let my 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 f** stunts I won't lie, I got stuck once Then I seen the kids who did it, co*ked my gat and got that back Now you figure the rest, I'm a 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 type 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 d**, just a slick thug that gets love Make chicks bug then take it all off like strip clubs Too slick, on some ultra-cool sh** On some "You gon' need me before I need you" sh** I got chicks hooked, have your cash shook "Aiyyo 'nesse, these n***as frontin and they far from crooks" n***a 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 [Hook: All] Yeah, we stand strong, even in the time of crisis When our man pa**ed on, we still march on Dignafied, walking with our heads up high Soldiers til the day that we die, rest a**ured [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 sh**, load the clip Let my mind spray, foes submit, it's over wit 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. sh**ted [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, n***a, who can? You ain't, f**in with Diggin' is like walking on quicksand sh**, 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 karma Which n***as want to bring the drama? f** 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, Dignafied Soldiers [Hook x2]