Can You Dig It

歌詞

Cast away all of your rhymes into a shredder Got with my girl, the first day that I met her Tip-toe, tip-toe, try to step light And if you say I can't well then I might, be All I can be without the army or the navy 'Cause aiyyo aiyyo I'm not with the service Hurt us, no nada, nothin' I'm too thick Called you Jimmy cause you're actin like a prick Goody goody two-shoes, here comes the good news Serch went solo, so do me a favor would you's Come come come, and run out your drawers Can you dig it? It just hit the stores Yeah, c'mon now, come come now C'mon now, can you dig it? Uh, c'mon now, come come now C'mon now, can you dig it? I come from no rock, so open up your lids All up and down your spine I'll send the shivs It's gettin' mighty nippy Nipsey Russell I remember sellin' Jiffy Hit me two times then hit me two times more Hey yo chill, what'd you hit me for? Oh yeah for the groove, but not the groovy train I feel the vibes, but what does that pertain? It's how I rock the hoodies with the hoods but I never did no hoodin' And saw "Gladiators" cause of my man, Cuba Gooding Jr., Sr., Mister Mister Big Shake a leg, break a leg but stay, hip to the jig Uh, c'mon now, come come now C'mon now, can you dig it? Uh uhh, c'mon now, come come now. Yeah, c'mon now, can you dig it? I've seen times change, watchin' the rhymes change From good to bad to worse from worse to hearse Why is it the hearse makes all the papes? I know you're mad phony ya know like counterfeit tapes Hit one, strip one, rip one to the bad boy and ya find There ain't nothin' there no more You're blowin' smoke up, where there ain't no sunlight And I don't need K-F-C to show me how it's done right I rip mics I grab mics I wreck mics until I'm hoarse And when I can't rhyme I'll go home and read The Source Peace to the streets the thugs the vandals and the hoods You dig it, you dig it, you dug it? Good Then c'mon now, come come now You've got to c'mon now, can you dig it? C'mon now, come come now C'mon now uhh, can you dig it? Diggin' the vibe cause the vibe is what I'm diggerin' Triggerin' samples bigger sounds Serch must begin again Did what I had to dig, a tractor-trailer and a rig Cannot get this big; your voice is foul, stop smokin' cigs And put your life back in order Met Chantelle at Taco Bell and made a, run for the border Saw all the dust and ma and pa doowops is who I trust And some old school kid tried to come back but his lyrics were all rust And mustard ketchup, sauerkraut and relish Sell this crap I like to rap but hey yo that's my fetish Kick the smooth style, I hope that y'all can get it And if you don't you dig it you got it come on and kick it C'mon now, come come now C'mon now, can you dig it? C'mon now, come come now C'mon now, can you dig it? I'm hip to the dig, I'm hip to the dig I'm hip to the dig, I'm hip to the dig I'm hip to the dig, I'm hip to the dig I'm hip to the dig Dumb shout out to my man Ken Kesney on the twenty-four