Make 'Em Proud

Hold up, hold up I said we make 'em so proud This that loud, nigga, roll up Hold up, hold up I said we make 'em so proud This that loud, nigga, roll up Hold up, hold up When you're out there Out there alight in the dark Still I keep my hopes up While you're out there Out there alight in the dark Still I keep my hopes up Many people tell us our style is terrific It is quite different (but let's get specific) I'll focus on a lyric, mind, body, spirit Inspires when you hear it, so you feel it I'm birthed in the Apple, Bronx is the cradle Fighting off demons, embracing all the angels Mastered all the angles, you should do the same too Before your inner self blame you Came through With the same crew D-I-double-G-I-N 'til the end Fill a pen, kill again with the will to win Nah, we not like the rest of 'em In the same sentence don't mention 'em (hold up, hold up) I said we make 'em so proud, this that loud, nigga, roll up See, Andre's a giant, Joey got that crack Finesse is the Lord, Mush shine on a track Buck got the heat, Show got the street L is still with us, best producer with lyrics Is Dsquared, so you better beware So lit with the shit 'til we leave here Hold up, hold up (yeah, yeah) I said we make 'em so proud This that loud, nigga, roll up (often imitated) Hold up, hold up I said we make 'em so proud (never duplicated) This that loud, nigga, roll up (D.I.T.C. nigga) Hold up, hold up I was at the Castle, Dapper Dan on Finesse on stage, I'm like put your fans on Ever since the shotgun flew over the sofa I been building a empire, preserving the culture Life's what you choose it, crack before music I put that on the wall, now my name's on the Hall of Fame Next to L and the rest of the crew I had to ball, therefore I was destined to shoot I'm like Vince with his arm in the rim Tell ya Honor and them, that I'm never going back But it's still Cook Coke Crack (Crack) She stash the dope where her choch' at Don't make me have to give a soul clap, nigga, nigga Hold up, hold up I said we make 'em so proud This that loud, nigga, roll up Hold up, hold up I said we make 'em so proud (uh) This that loud, nigga, roll up Hold up, hold up (and now you got all these non-descripts) Looking for an angle, all dressed up Like they looking for a bangle, I'm pressed up I'm just looking for the strangle 'Cause these lames wanna hook and entangle (uh) In the League of Extraordinary Men (yeah) All blessed with the extraordinary pen Fans screamin' out they want that More Live sick shit That uncut 1-0-4-5-6 shit, yeah Bodacious (uh), so gracious I don't talk much, but the flow is loquacious Diggin' rough beats and rough raps The vanguards of boom bap, f*ck that Hold up, hold up I said we make 'em so proud This that loud, nigga, roll up Hold up, hold up I said we make 'em so proud This that loud, nigga, roll up Hold up, hold up