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Coolio - Can U Dig It
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Uh! yeah! what up? Verse 1: I know yall wanna take me down I know yall wanna see me get clowned I know yall wanna take my sound And put a nigga like me in the lost and found But I refuse to fade Ill stay this way Spreadin venom in the mic till Im old and gray And now niggaz wanna attack me Flip-flop and back me But fool yous a mackey Ill starch your ass like some khakis Your shit is tacky and you better play the backwoods Me and my crew will use your cd for a hackey sack Imagine that And it shouldnt be hard Cause your style aint large And you wanna make all the profits with crowbars Can u dig it? When nothin can save it Shock your ass like a phaser Burn and cut like a laser Amaze you, with this flava I run with a pack of tennis shoe playas Chorus: Can u dig it? *singing* can u dig it? Can u dig it? Can u dig it? *singing* can u dig it? Can u dig it? Verse 2: The first law of age is called survival Thats why Im deadly on revival And its vital To my basic instinct That all wack mcs 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 cant see the black cause its blocked by the blue and the red U.f.o.s And scandalous ass hoes Waist deep in the shit, its 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 dont know who you are So, you can run back and tell that But I wont do that So, fool you can chew that To all sucka mcs you better beware I been conjurin up forces way back in my lair And my crew dont scare And we dont care We act, we wear, I swear Chorus Verse 3: Its 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 Dont you ever try to steal a Like aids this shit came like gin a Might fuck up your liva Call me pharoh cause Im 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 shit that aint broken Im down with pixies so you dont wanna see me So, grab everyone in your crew and disapeer like a genie Never said I was the best but I aint the one to be testin Cross the line and in pieces youll be destined Dont 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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