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