Can U Dig It Lyrics

Uh! Yeah! What Up?

Verse 1:
I know y'all want to take me down
I know y'all want to see me get clowned
I know y'all want to take my sound
And put a n**** like me in the lost and found
But I refuse to fade
I'll stay this way
Spreadin venom in the mic till I'm old and gray
And now n***** want to attack me
Flip-flop and back me
But fool you's a mackey
I'll starch your a** like some khakis
Your s*** is tacky and you better play the backwoods
Me and my crew will use your cd for a hackey sack
Imagine that
And it shouldn't be hard
Cause your style ain't large
And you want to make all the profits with crowbars
Can you Dig It?
When nothin can save it
Shock your a** like a phaser
Burn and cut like a laser
Amaze you, with this flava
I run with a pack of tennis shoe playa's

Can you Dig It? *singing* Can you Dig It?
Can you Dig It?

Can you Dig It? *singing* Can you Dig It?
Can you Dig It?
Verse 2:
The first law of age is called survival
That's why I'm deadly on revival
And it's vital
To my basic instinct
That all wack mc's become extinct
Because we on the brink
Or, should I say the edge
Like a schizsophrenic with seventeen personalities walkin on a ledge
Then you can't see the black cause it's blocked by the blue and the red
And scandalous a** hoes
Waist deep in the s***, it's still smellin' like a rose
And I suppose
You want me to play superstar
And when I see you on the street act like I don't know who you are
So, you can run back and tell that
But I won't do that
So, fool you can chew that
To all sucka mc's you better beware
I been conjurin up forces way back in my lair
And my crew don't scare
And we don't care
We act, we wear, I swear

Verse 3:
It's the thrilla
Straight outta Compton, not Manilla
Got a chokehold on the mic like I was M.C. Gorilla
Take this to the heart for real a
Don't you ever try to steal a
Like AIDS this s*** came like gin a
Might f*** up your liva
Call me Pharoh cause I'm floatin bustas up the river
When I deliver
Make your sister and your grandma shiver
Top feelin steadily rakin up the scrilla
Kickin back in my easy chair sippin on some Henna
?Exol? cause my whole crew is locin
And fools always tryin to fix s*** that ain't broken
I'm down with pixies so you don't want to see me
So, grab everyone in your crew and disapeer like a genie
Never said I was the best but I ain't the one to be testin
Cross the line and in pieces you'll be destined
Don't stop, get it, get it
Cause I blow up the spot everytime I grab the mic and hit it, hit it

Chorus, Repeat 3X
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