[Diamond D] 

Now its the mad magician with the ill deposition 
No repetition holdin down Bronx tradition 
My composition simply squash the competition 
Step up and get beat into submission 
Cause this musician with the street intuition 
7-35 fuel-injected transmission 
My opposition will have to recognize my steez 
Exotic trees leave a trail of scuffed up knees 
So please you couldn't touch this cat with a stick 
Quick to inflict tricks blaze up in the flick 
Son I'm sick and you could put that on my mama 
Exclamation point, quotation, comma 
Lay up on the beaches when I'm down in the Bahamas 
The skills go back to the days of wonderama 
So pass the scama, son its time to get this money 
So we can relax and recline where its sunny 

[Big L] 

I went from standin on the corner sellin cocaine 
To rippin show I was sane hoes yellin my name 
To be precise rippin mics is the light of my life 
You frontin like you trife but never pulled a heist in your life 
The price of my ice is sky high, I'm a fly guy 
Its every thugs dream I really love cream, its in my blood stream 
You mad cause I got more chicks than you, more bricks than you 
More nines and extra clips than you 
Where I live it ain't a nice town 
You can't walk around with ice down 
Some clown probably gettin stuck right now 
Peace to D-I-T-C, Show and AG, Fat J-O-E 
Diamond D, Lord Finesse, and me 
I'm from the East Coast, this is how we roll in New York 
A bunch of rowdy niggas holdin the fort 
Jackin creeps, packin heat, these Harlem streets is for keeps 
Much love to all my peeps who got a couple of sheets 

Chorus: Yo, most these rap cats don't know 
Where it started, wher it came from 
We been rappin this sh*t since Day One 
Diggin In The Crates originators 
Why niggas playa haters 
Knowin damn well you can't fade us 

[A.G. (Andre the Giant)] 

You better take me out quick 
Cause I'm accurate when I bust mine 
And make it count like Jordan at crunch time 
Just in case I play Fishburn and double up on nines 
You can never make it rain or stop my sunshine 
So I keep eyes on these chumps the whole time 
Take note of your technique like we sceme on dimes 
Disregard your crew, f**k your heart 
Put a slug in me, it'll be marriage 
'Til death do us part 
Until then master this art and kill them 
With the pen thats dramatic, automatics I commit sins 
Hold my head, but when I've had it I test chins 
If that ain't real then feel the stainless steel 
Bang'em and hang'em like they did our relatives 
Thought he was the best on the mic that ever lived, negative 
Wu-diggity if you with me then say word 
Lets get twisted like bottlecaps [and] create like Spielberg 

[Lord Finesse] 

Check the referral, man my whole squad's thorough 
We worldwide niggas is nice in one burrough 
We all gleam, plus we feind for more cream 
You got some nice players they just on the wrong team 
Nahmean...as the world turns 
Avoid concern we'll set you straight like a perm 
Rap apostle lyrical type picasso kinda hostile 
Nothing less than colossal, you dig me like fossils 
Be the cat with the groovy soul 
Lotta rappers out here acting with no movie roles 
You know the deal I represent skills 
And niggas with bank reels that live to make a mil 
On the real thats my motto 
To hard to follow 
When dinasour perform goin out like bravado 
Hard to hit like lotto underworld role model 
D.I.T.C. we be them cats to tomorrow 

Chorus 

[O.C.] 

Holdin it down for D.I.T.C niggas stink like feces 
Goin against raw dogs ya lost 
The way I simulate rhyme and rhythimatic timin 
On beat off beat drunk flow here we go 
Assignments handed out each individual stand out 
Carryin his own clout 
Phenomenal motions of rap I pose a threat 
Foes I put em on a block like a hole in a pin 
Lyrical genocide on the witty side 
Niggas give me respect due like the pope in a synagogue 
Who waitin my odds O.C. far from a fraud 
You waste my time nigga so I bagged your broad 
Blow your mind ditto with no conscience 
I decide the law motherf**ker I'm Congress 
This concludes my repetoire what I be on 
MC's make way for mine or get peed on 
f**k that