D.I.T.C. - Stand Strong lyrics

Check it when I'm onstage you niggas 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 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 Rolex-ed 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'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

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 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
"Aiyyo '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

Yeah, we stand strong
Even in the time of crisis
When our man passed on, we still march on
Dignafied, walking with our heads up high
Soldiers til the day that we die
Rest assured

Now while y'all bite like termites
We'll shine like torchlights
Burn mics, truth is I'm better off mics
Get raw like, GD 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 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 DITC shitted

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, nigga
Who can? You ain't
Fuckin 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 karma
Which niggas want to bring the drama?
Fuck with OC 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

Yeah, we stand strong
Even in the time of crisis
When our man passed on, we still march on
Dignafied, walking 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
Dignafied, walking with our heads up high
Soldiers til the day that we die
Rest assured