The Rep Grows Bigga

[Album Interlude: uncredited female voice (Panchi from NYGz's sister)] Ah, yeah – fuck that Yo – I want to give a shout-out To all my bitches up North Ah – do y'all thing, bitches, do y'all time, y'all gon' be alright To all my bitches in Albion All my bitches in Bedford Hills – the Janets, the Jills Sit still, see the parole board, y'all bitches gonna be alright All my bitches on Riker's Island – Rhoda – do your time, bitch, I'ma see you when you show And most definitely I wanted to give a mad shout-out to my brother Panch 183rd – that's my word You're my brother... there'll never be another... mad love La Di Da Di – don't hurt nobody Mighty Whitey – keep your head up I also wanna give a shout-out to Officer Madison in Bedford Hills – Black-ass bitch – you hurtin' nobody,  I'm home, bitch – you can't do nothing to me now I also wanna say – to Judge Bavera,  You can give me head, 'til I'm dead – fuck you I'm wearing the blue and gray; look what I've been through I wanna give a shout-out to my man Steele from the 'Stuy, Do-Or-Die And to my Daddy – I love you, Daddy Do your thing in Sing Sing, 'cause I still got the ring-ring One love... and I'm out [Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier] "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "Stepped up, to get your rep up" "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost" [Verse 1: Guru] You do your first bit of 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 getting so much respect that niggas might as well bow And moving 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 posting 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 holding But you ain't got no time, to be chasing 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've paid your dues, refuse to lose in this scenario The rep grows bigger, you're a legend and a hero [Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier] "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "Stepped up, to get your rep up" "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost" [Verse 2: Guru] Your fame has gotten larger than your life You've got a harem of bitches and killer niggas that's hype They got your back, but you so fly you don't need em You shit where you're eating, so you don't peep the proceedings They start scheming, 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 fronting Over your shoulders, day and night, is 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 bigger in the life of a crook [Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier] "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "Stepped up, to get your rep up" "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost" [Verse 3: Guru] 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 Wishing that we could better our position Two businessmen – Guru and Preem, we enterprised Too strong to be stepped on, creatively wise The dedicated ministers of underground sound When we're doing 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 competing with Gang Starr 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 bigger [Chorus: scratches by DJ Premier] "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "Stepped up, to get your rep up" "The rep grows bigger" ("Stay large") "Keep my workers under pressure" "Try to get the dough all" "Never make mistakes, always come correct" "You can say I'm sort of the boss – so, get lost"