[Intro: Fat Joe]
Diggin' In The Crates 9-9
Don Carta bomb harder
Uh, still diggin', y'all
Yeah, Big L, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
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 won't stop like the heat in my veins
The streets know my name, Don Carta bomb harder
My persona is honored in the Bronx, that's my alma matter
I'm smarter than the average Joe, packin' a flow
That's stackin' the dough, bring the triz in the back 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
Bringin' in the ace, had to stay up late
Playin' the corners but never seen a day upstate
'Til the day I escape or see Tone at the pearly gates
I continue to run shit even after the computer breaks
You know the rates, fifty-thou' for every verse that's foul
As I bring rhymes to life up like the birth of a child
[Chorus: Armaggedon]
We all self-centered, it's our world you just in it
Check the VIP part of the club, flooded with women
Push a plush tinted truck with thugs in it
You'd never catch any one of us broke with no dubs drivin' a lemon
It's our way of life, you in the game better play it right
Buy a house with only my chains, so player, name your price
Fly niggas, since we was crawlin', you can ask our pops
You ain't really ballin' with that, so nigga, pass the rock
Diggin' In The Crates 9-9
Don Carta bomb harder
Uh, still diggin', y'all
Yeah, Big L, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
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 won't stop like the heat in my veins
The streets know my name, Don Carta bomb harder
My persona is honored in the Bronx, that's my alma matter
I'm smarter than the average Joe, packin' a flow
That's stackin' the dough, bring the triz in the back 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
Bringin' in the ace, had to stay up late
Playin' the corners but never seen a day upstate
'Til the day I escape or see Tone at the pearly gates
I continue to run shit even after the computer breaks
You know the rates, fifty-thou' for every verse that's foul
As I bring rhymes to life up like the birth of a child
[Chorus: Armaggedon]
We all self-centered, it's our world you just in it
Check the VIP part of the club, flooded with women
Push a plush tinted truck with thugs in it
You'd never catch any one of us broke with no dubs drivin' a lemon
It's our way of life, you in the game better play it right
Buy a house with only my chains, so player, name your price
Fly niggas, since we was crawlin', you can ask our pops
You ain't really ballin' with that, so nigga, pass the rock
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