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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