Dig It - dirtgirl

I know a little hide away up by a lake And your the one and only girl i'd love to take. Can ya dig it All i really wanna do is steal away But i have to be with you so what do you say Can ya dig it We could be together alone at last. Like in that dream we both had in the past Cant you see us just sitting 'round the fire pace. Setting such an easy place. Watching while the snow falls down Nobody else gonna be around Tell me cant ya dig it And in my hide away im gonna get to know you Its such a fine time to show you how sweet i can be No baby, i wont tell a living soul where we are Were gonna cuddle up and fight the cold Just count the stars. Can ya dig it Mmmm How's about on friday night we catch a plane Then on sunday afternoon come back by train Cant ya dig it Mmm We could be together alone at last. Like in that dream we both had in the past Cant you see us just sitting 'round the fire place. Setting such an easy pace. Watching while the snow falls down Nobody else gonna be around Come on, tell me, cant ya, dig it.

Daddy's belt, momma's drapes Standin' tall on the backyard shed Lookin' cool in my Superman cape I told the neighborhood girls Said, Hey y'all watch this My fate was a broken arm My reward was one big kiss When Daddy asked me why I did it I made him laugh out loud when I told him 'Cause the chicks dig it Scars heal, glory fades And all we're left with are the memories made, oh yea Pain hurts, but only for a minute Yeah, life is short so go on and live it 'Cause the chicks dig it Oh yeah The chicks dig it Black top road, learner permit Thought I was Earnhardt Drivin' fast but I didn't see the ditch Took out a mailbox, then a fence and then a barn The police came and called my father But I met the farmer's daughter And when the judge asked me why I did it He threw the book at me when I told him 'Cause the chicks dig it Scars heal, glory fades And all we're left with are the memories made, oh yea Pain hurts, but only for a minute Yeah life is short so go on and live it 'Cause the chicks dig it. Oh yeah, Oh ho Just throw caution to the wind my friend Then sit back and watch you life begin, cause Scars heal, glory fades And all we're left with are the memories made Pain hurts, but only for a minute Your life is short so go on and live it 'Cause the chicks dig it Scars heal, glory fades And all we're left with are the memories made Pain hurts, but only for a minute Yeah, life is short so go on and live it It don't matter if you lose or if you win it Hey, the chicks dig it The chicks dig it The chicks dig it The chicks dig it

(1:) Break ground on a ... not so solid surface, Rock the common turf it's Rottweilers with purpose, Movin' around and now they duly get down, Cold-blood and it's oozing now, my heart has been losing pounds, By the minute, placentic (?) like the bleeding isn't real, But the leaks that I conceal have an overwhelming feel, And it's danger, under the ground I see saviors, And memories I buried with my very scary neighbors! Razors, raise the bottom line blazers, Pick and shovel the flavor, kickin' trouble for days, and I'm feeling like this bassinet is just another coffin, Heavin', coughin', reachin', often Kickin' up dust on the life I live, see I'm Mad Max with an ax and I'm minus wife and kid, I'm lookin' for the clues that I might've missed, So if you find me in the dirt and you see I'm tryna' dig, remember that... () This is a dangerous time we live in, Revolutions all around, I found a dream that I was given, Down deep inside the ground, Let's, let's, let's, dig it out! (2:) Break ground on a ... better bitter soul we be on, Get a little, go, see me gone, I'ma let 'em all keep me strong, Pick it up and I'ma beat the pawns, and a little bit a butter I'ma eat the fauns (?) I'm a illy mu'fucka wit' a piece a wrong (?), this world is on its knees. These sane names and fame games, get a license for this Strangeland, My aim's plain but ain't changed, since 1983. This ain't pain but hey mane, I'm trying to maintain sane, This cave mane been great fam, that's just the way to be. In a world of darkness, I'm digging for Catharsis, And sippin' on the arson, just to say I'm a part of it, The media, the medium, the miniscule we make, The mediocre Medicare on my minimum wage. I'm smilin' but I'm not OK, I'm dialin', don't know what I'll say, I'm filin' for asylum but I'm wildin', violins are now 'bout to play, We walkin' up to take the stage, got dirt and sand all in my face, If this here is my final play, hear's what you'll hear my tombstone SAY! () This is a dangerous time we live in, Revolutions all around, I found a dream that I was given, Down deep inside the ground, Let's, let's, let's, dig it out!

Can I get you something? 'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... tight me! I'm sorry, I don't understand Cutty say 'e can't HANG! Oh, stewardess! I speak jive Oh, good Jus' hang loose, blood. She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med side What it is, big mama? My mama no raise no dummies. I dug her rap! Cut me some slack, Jack! Chump don' want no help, chump don't GET da help! Say 'e can't hang, say seven up! Jive-ass dude don't got no brains anyhow! Shiiiiit I got my bell bottoms on with my cherry incense My tailor-made slacks with the dick print My afro pick with the black fist I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Kung Fu kick Platform shoes out the mother ship Talk shit, swallow, spit, I'm a pimp Whitewalls and a black leather coat Where's my bread sucka? Grab ya by the throat Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself Militant, don't call me Cassius Dashiki, I got to be the blackest I'm Isaac Hayes with a switchblade I'm Rodney Allen Rippy, come fuck with me I'm just tryna tell ya, "Young blood, best respect your elders" Right on I'm comin' straight from the 70s Super fly in my perm and my leather P's I'm comin' straight from the 70s Super fly in my perm and my leather P's Sho-nuff I'm comin' straight from the 70s Old school playa, fuck what they tellin' me Can you dig it? I'm comin' straight from the 70s Old school playa, fuck what they tellin' me House parties, pop-lockin' and pickin' Starter jackets, got my Jheri curl drippin' Gangbangin', yeah, Bloodin' and Crippin' Forty ounce sippin', '64 dippin' No shoe strings, nigga, say word I'm Magic Johnson, you Larry Bird The day they blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin' Double up Michael Jackson vs. Prince Atari 26 hundred, I don' done it See that fat gold chain? Nigga, run it I got my jimmy hat on 'cause I don't want it Mike Tyson, who's my opponent? Quick as Carl Lewis, be back in a moment I won't shoot ya, nigga, I might nuke you, nigga In my DeLorean, Back to the Future, nigga Fresh I'm comin' straight from the 80s With my Jheri curl and my Mercedes I'm comin' straight from the 80s With my Jheri curl and my Mercedes Word up I'm comin' straight from the 80s With my fat gold chain for the ladies I'm comin' straight from the 80s With my fat gold chain for the ladies Man, you know what I'm sportin' A short haircut, everything Jordan That's right, a nigga played on the dream team I had to let 'em know that it's a G Thang It's a black thing, you wouldn't understand Shaquille O'Neal the real Superman Boy, I hit like Roy Versace, Versace to all the real D-Boyz In the crack spot with a laptop Bumpin' that Biggie Smalls and 2Pac French braiding weed heads Where'd all these niggas come from with these dreads? And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD watchin' Friday So what I'm tryna tell ya, "Pump yo brakes, respect your elders" Baby-baby I'm comin' straight from the 90s I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy I'm comin' straight from the 90s I keep it gangsta, gutter and grimy Fo-sho I'm comin' straight from the 90s Triple OG, you know where to find me I'm comin' straight from the 90s Triple OG, you know where to find me Fresh for 2018 I'm an ex-gangbanger from Los Angeles I've been to jail, fighting, partying, low riding But you learn as you get older You must become a mad one day and put away childish things Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Can you dig it?

Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Can you dig it? Yeah! Can you dig it now? Can you dig it, right now? (Yeah) Well, you can dig it every morning Dig every evening, dig it every time at day Dig it every time at day That was "Can You Dig It?" by Georgie Wood And now we'd like to do "Hark, the Angels Come" Hark, the Angels Come, oh