Uh! yeah! what up?
Verse 1:
I know yand'all wanna take me down
I know yand'all wanna see me get clowned
I know yand'all wanna take my sound
And put a nigga like me in the lost and found
But i refuse to fade
Iand'll stay this way
Spreadin venom in the mic till iand'm old and gray
And now niggaz wanna attack me
Flip flop and back me
But fool youand's a mackey
Iand'll 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 shouldnand't be hard
Cause your style ainand't 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 playaand's
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
Thatand's why iand'm deadly on revival
And itand's vital
To my basic instinct
That all wack mcand'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 canand't see the black cause itand's blocked by the blue and the
Red
U.f.o.and's
And scandalous ass hoes
Waist deep in the shit, itand's still smellinand' like a rose
And i suppose
You want me to play superstar
And when i see you on the street act like i donand't 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 mcand's you better beware
I been conjurin up forces way back in my lair
And my crew donand't scare
And we donand't care
We act, we wear, i swear
Chorus
Verse 3:
Itand'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
Donand't you ever try to steal a
Like aids this shit came like gin a
Might fuck up your liva
Call me pharoh cause iand'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 shit that ainand't broken
Iand'm down with pixies so you donand't wanna see me
So, grab everyone in your crew and disapeer like a genie
Never said i was the best but i ainand't the one to be testin
Cross the line and in pieces youand'll be destined
Donand'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
