Me Not The Paper (Freestyle)

[Cuts by Tony Touch] Now you stepped to A.G. you get your ass-kicked [Verse 1: A.G.] Put us together and that's danger so don't mess with it Niggas copied the pattern so the best part you'll never get D.I.T.C, strong on some extra shit Claiming our spot in the Bronx right next to Chris Now we original from the lords to the gangsters From the righteous, to the criminals, they thank us, rank us Top seat so just imagine how we have 'em Indeed, I sport fatigues but not for fashion In God's name, I grab mics and create flames And blaze shit, leave em in amazement, with basics Face it, I'm the dopest in here Checkin' for the second baddest bitch, cause the first is who I came with I keep 'em fiendin', so Tony Touch play it again We got 'em leanin', like some weed that's rated a 10 You sport the ice and rock the Roley, I done that But here's a jewel a nigga once told me, run that It's real feeling steel up on yo back Listen closely, now I tote gacts for shit like that On a rise to the top They wanna take what we got But a law, is the master plan now so let's plot Front, like my shit ain't hot, I'll go bananas Similar to scanners, on some unidentified shit [Outro: A.G.] No doubt, D.I.T.C