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D.I.T.C. Lyrics

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Way Of Life Lyrics

featuring Big L Fat Joe 

[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
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