Stand Strong

D.I.T.C. & Andre the Giant & Big L & Lord Finesse & O.C. - Rap, East Coast Rap
Stand Strong
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[Verse 1: Big L] Check it, when I'm onstage you niggas know whose 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 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 my fry that Where I rest frontin' fly cats get robbed and shot at Knuckle up, bet I swell you I stay Rolexed 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 livin' cause I allowed it, coward Runnin' round, frontin' hard like you 'bout it, 'bout it But I doubt it, doubt it What I recite be takin' hours to write So if you bite just tell your man what type of flowers you like [Verse 2: Lord Finesse, O.C.] I be that underworld Don, certified bomb (What you after Pah?) The paramesan 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 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 Ayo 'Nesse, these niggas frontin' and they far from crooks 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: All] Yeah, we stand strong, even in the time of crisis When our man passed on, we still march on Dignified, walkin' with our heads up high Soldiers 'til the day that we die, rest assured [Verse 3: A.G., O.C.] 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 huntin' in the Suburb frontin' And I been peeped Duke, in the rear-view, ain't nothin' That's what you say, but I say, "It's probably somethin'" End up frontin', but on another note Y'all emcees 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 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 4: O.C.] Now who can recall all of the phenomenon is flawless Like diamonds bein' dug from a mine, priceless I am too much for the average man, nigga, who can? You ain't, fuckin' with Diggin' is like walkin' on quicksand Shit, my crew will run a blitz on your team Fantasizin' ain't our thing cause we far from a dream We live and learn, concerned for one another like brothers Am I my brother's keeper? No doubt I'm a believer in karma Which niggas 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 chatterin', now who's coldest? Diggin' in the Crates crew, Dignified Soldiers [Chorus: All] Yeah, we stand strong, even in the time of crisis When our man passed on, we still march on Dignified, walkin' with our heads up high Soldiers 'til the day that we die, rest assured We stand strong, even in the time of crisis When our man passed on, we still march on Dignified, walkin' with our heads up high Soldiers 'til the day that we die, rest assured
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Credits
- Writers
- O.C.
- Lord Finesse
- Big L
- Show
- Andre the Giant