Diggin’ in the Crates Showbiz & A.G. (Ft. Diamond D & Lord Finesse)
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[Intro: Diamond D]
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
[Verse 1: Diamond D]
Yo, praise the Lord for Showbiz
My partner with the beats with the Nikes on his feet
Buying old records is a habit
I get more run than a Volkswagen Rabbit
You know I gotta have it
I got more props than the cop called McGarrett
Who played on Hawaii Five-O
When I formed a production company with Show
And Jay's studio is the lab (The lab)
But the session is closed 'cause I know you got a big nose
Tried to sniff out the name
You lack originality and that's a damn shame
Don't front, I know I got you open
Like a pack of tokens, yo, I pulled your coat and
I'm not the one to be gamed on
I didn't know it was your girl we ran the train on
But no hard feelings, your girl was appealing
Did my share of dealing, sexual healing
You didn't know she was a groupie
But I'm a put you up on a scoop, B
Used to live in Forrest, my daughter lives on Morris
Used to play softball with my man Horace
I kick flavor like my man Sonny Chiba
Aries is my sign, I'm compatible with Libra
I like to program beats
Diamond D is out, I wanna say peace
Showbiz, there's deals to make
So let's get busy and dig in the crates
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
And you don't stop, a-keep on
[Verse 1: Diamond D]
Yo, praise the Lord for Showbiz
My partner with the beats with the Nikes on his feet
Buying old records is a habit
I get more run than a Volkswagen Rabbit
You know I gotta have it
I got more props than the cop called McGarrett
Who played on Hawaii Five-O
When I formed a production company with Show
And Jay's studio is the lab (The lab)
But the session is closed 'cause I know you got a big nose
Tried to sniff out the name
You lack originality and that's a damn shame
Don't front, I know I got you open
Like a pack of tokens, yo, I pulled your coat and
I'm not the one to be gamed on
I didn't know it was your girl we ran the train on
But no hard feelings, your girl was appealing
Did my share of dealing, sexual healing
You didn't know she was a groupie
But I'm a put you up on a scoop, B
Used to live in Forrest, my daughter lives on Morris
Used to play softball with my man Horace
I kick flavor like my man Sonny Chiba
Aries is my sign, I'm compatible with Libra
I like to program beats
Diamond D is out, I wanna say peace
Showbiz, there's deals to make
So let's get busy and dig in the crates
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