You do your first bid and dirt to get your name known   You never talk too much to get your spot blown   Now you're no longer just a face in the crowd   You're gettin so much respect that niggaz might as well bow   And movin up with your hustle like you planned it   Rakin dough like the world's greatest bandit   Always got one eye open, for the stick-up kids postin   So much cream chumps they can't understand it   Ladies flock to your jock like it's golden   Curious, to test the weight you be holdin   But you ain't got no time, to be chasin felines   If she's the chick that you pick then she gets chosen   People treat you like you're ghetto royalty   And all your staff shows you utmost loyalty   You paid your dues, refuse to lose in this scenario   The rep grows bigga, you're a legend and a hero      Your fame has gotten larger than your life   You've got a harem of bitches and killer niggaz that's hype   They got your back, but you so fly you don't need em   You shit what you're eatin so you don't peep the proceedings   They start schemeing, feeling that you're too swollen   And that's the reason why your cash and stash gets stolen   You start perspiring, because you're paranoid   Still another confrontation that you couldn't avoid   Prepare for drama, as if you were a stunt man   Back in the days you was a forty and a blunt man   Today you're a willie, now the weather's too chilly   New york city ain't the place to be frontin   Over your shoulders day and night's where you look   Your so-called fam ran a scam, and you got shook   Go back to square one, better go talk to your son   See reps grow bigga in the life of a crook      Years ago, we were new jacks to this scene   Showed some effort, made fat records, but still saw no green   Know what I mean? they tried to stifle us   Nigga you could not believe how really ill and trife it was   Fed up so we headed on a serious mission   Wishin, that we could better our position   Two businessmen, guru and prim', we enterprised   Too strong to be stepped on, creatively wise   The dedicated ministers of underground sound   When we're doin our thing, you know we don't fuck around   No matter how bizarre and different you think you are   Your team wouldn't dream of competeing with gangstarr   Premier in the rear with the beats and cuts   And guru with the mic ready to tear shit up   Take us out the game nigga? how you figure?    The name is well kept, and the rep just gets bigga