Can U Dig It Lyrics - My Soul - Coolio

Uh, yeah what up? 

I know y'all wanna take me down 

I know y'all wanna see me get clowned 

I know y'all wanna take my sound 

And put a nigga 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 niggaz wanna attack me 

Flip flop and back me 

But fool you's a mackey 

I'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 shouldn't be hard 

'Cause your style ain't large 

And you wanna make all the profits with crowbars 

Can you 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 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

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 mcs become extinct 

Because we on the brink or, should I say the edge 

Like a schizophrenic with seventeen personalities walkin' on a ledge 

Then you can't see the black 'cause it's blocked 

By the blue and the red 

U.f.o.s and scandalous ass hoes 

Waist deep in the shit, 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 mcs 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 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

It's the thrilla straight outta Compton, not manila 

Got a choke hold 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 shit came like gin a 

Might fuck up your Liva 

Call me pharaoh '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 shit that ain't broken 

I'm down with pixies so you don't wanna see me 

So, grab everyone in your crew and disappear 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 every time 

I grab the mic and hit it, hit it 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? 

Can you dig it?