Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can You Dig It, artist - MC Serch. Album song Return Of The Product, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Can You Dig It |
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 youse |
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? |
Uhh, 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 |
BLBLALBALBALBALRR! |
It’s gettin mighty nippy |
Nipsey Russell I remember sellin Jiffy |
Hit me two times (*beat*) then hit me two times more (*beat beat*) |
Hey yo chill, what’dyou 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 |
Uhh, c’mon now. |
come come now. |
C’mon now. |
can you dig it? |
Uhh 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 y’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 KFC 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 smoooooth 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 24 |