Still Diggin Lyrics by Showbiz & A.g.

Still Diggin Lyrics


    [showbiz]
    Yeah, 1992, showbiz & a.g., we about to catch wreck. and i
    Got my main man diamond d, he's about to catch wreck from
    Diggin' in the crates and all that. and i'd like to say
    I chop off the head off of all those that commercialize!
    We got real bad bwoy in effect. come diamond d, come correct!

    [diamond d]
    Yo check it
    See i'm back on the block but my name ain't quincy
    Yeah, i'm chopping rappers up into mincemeat
    Step up and speak if your shit ain't weak
    The beat's for the jeep kid, they don't come cheap
    I practice my craft so you can call me macaroni
    And i get cheese and more run that a pony
    Smoke a lotta herb but i don't chew tobacco
    When show drops the beat i say "holy mackeral!"
    The stunts don't front any longer
    See my status is large, and the props are getting longer
    Ride around with lou dog in the path
    Sit back and laugh or maybe sign an autograph
    I'm walking tall, but yo i'm not a cracker
    Don't run with the burgeouis, my crew's much blacker
    So give a shout for the man with the clout
    Sippin' on a guiness stout, yo i'm about

    Showbiz, my man's still diggin' in the crates
    Diamond d, yeah i'm still diggin' in the crates (repeat 2x)

    [showbiz]
    Ayo, it's often said, but it's never read
    That diamond got a beat for every dread in his head
    But don't be mislead (why?) cause breakbeats are dead
    I'm not the biz, who runs around with super pro keds
    I'm just a cool brother, who hangs out in a top shop
    And i still get my props when giving brothers knots
    So step up front, yeah, that's if you want it
    It's time to breathe there's no future in fronting
    Cause they know, and i know, and she know, and we know
    That i'm an old champ like bruno samitino
    Or ivan pusky or the brother tony atlas
    Buy my ep and showbiz will be the fattest
    And baddest is my status, i knew a man named thatus
    Who rode a night train to georgia just like gladys
    Knight and the pips, there's no 40's on my lips
    Yo pass the moet, i might flip and take a sip
    And sit back and puff a blunt with slick nick
    Sometimes he puff slow, sometimes he puff quick
    I'd rather grab the mic and concentrate on getting papes
    I'm out, and i'm still diggin' in the fucking crates

    Showbiz, my man's still diggin' in the crates
    Diamond d, yeah i'm still diggin' in the crates (repeat 4x)

SEARCH LYRICS