[MC Serch]

Cast away all of your rhymes into a shredder

Got with my girl, the first day that I met her

Tip-toe, tip-toe, try to step light

And if you say I can't well then I might, be

all I can be without the army or the navy

cause aiyyo aiyyo I'm not with the service

Hurt us, no nada, nothin I'm too thick

Called you Jimmy cause you're actin like a prick

Goody goody two-shoes, here comes the good news

Serch went solo, so do me a favor would youse

come come come, and run out your drawers

Can you dig it?  It just hit the stores



[Chorus]

Yeah, c'mon now.. come come now..

C'mon now.. can you dig it?

Uhh, c'mon now.. come come now..

C'mon now.. can you dig it?



[MC Serch]

I come from no rock, so open up your lids

All up and down your spine I'll send the shivs

BLBLALBALBALBALRR!  It's gettin mighty nippy

Nipsey Russell I remember sellin Jiffy

Hit me two times (*beat*) then hit me two times more (*beat beat*)

Hey yo chill, what'dyou hit me for?

Oh yeah for the groove, but not the groovy train

I feel the vibes, but what does that pertain?

It's how I rock the hoodies with the hoods but I never did no hoodin

And saw "Gladiators" cause of my man, Cuba Gooding

Jr., Sr., Mister Mister Big

Shake a leg, break a leg but stay, hip to the jig



[Chorus]

Uhh, c'mon now.. come come now..

C'mon now.. can you dig it?

Uhh uhh, c'mon now.. come come now..

Yeah, c'mon now.. can you dig it?



[MC Serch]

I've seen times change, watchin the rhymes change

from good to bad to worse from worse to hearse

Why is it the hearse makes all the papes?

I know you're mad phony y'know like counterfeit tapes

Hit one, strip one, rip one to the bad boy and ya find

there ain't nothin there no more

You're blowin smoke up, where there ain't no sunlight

And I don't need KFC to show me how it's done right

I rip mics I grab mics I wreck mics until I'm hoarse

And when I can't rhyme I'll go home and read The Source

Peace to the streets the thugs the vandals and the hoods

You dig it, you dig it, you dug it?  Good



[Chorus]

Then c'mon now.. come come now..

You've got to c'mon now.. can you dig it?

C'mon now.. come come now..

C'mon now uhh.. can you dig it?



[MC Serch]

Diggin the vibe cause the vibe is what I'm diggerin

Triggerin samples bigger sounds Serch must begin again

Did what I had to dig, a tractor-trailer and a rig

cannot get this big; your voice is foul - stop smokin cigs

And put your life back in order

Met Chantelle at Taco Bell and made a, run for the border

Saw all the dust and ma and pa doowops is who I trust

And some old school kid tried to come back but his lyrics were all rust

and mustard ketchup, sauerkraut and relish

Sell this crap I like to rap but hey yo that's my fetish

Kick the smoooooth style - I hope that y'all can get it

And if you don't you dig it you got it come on and kick it



[Chorus]

C'mon now.. come come now..

C'mon now.. can you dig it?

C'mon now.. come come now..

C'mon now.. can you dig it?



I'm hip to the dig, I'm hip to the dig

I'm hip to the dig, I'm hip to the dig

I'm hip to the dig, I'm hip to the dig

I'm hip to the dig..



Dumb shout out to my man Ken Kesney on the 24