Translation: Holes soundtrack. Dig It (Full Version).
Translation: Holes soundtrack. Dig It (Disney Version).
Dig it) Dig it up, oh, oh (Ohh) Dig it up, oh, oh (dig it) Dig it up, oh, oh (Ohh) Dig it up, oh, oh (Dig it) Dig it up, oh, oh (Ohh) Dig it up, oh, oh
I'm no leader, I'm just a mess It's not the way it's supposed to be It's just the way that it is I'm afraid we are all victims here And that the one who
through it Stretched up in hospital beds, fed fluid Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it Saw the blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it
little mo' Check on my momma, my kids and my little hoe Don't even sweat it, better yet forget it Cause I know fo' sho' somebody gon' get it [Chorus
know Gotta dig myself out of this hole 'cause Sometimes I feel so automatic In this automatic world I can't escape my automatic This automatic world I'm sick of it
from Cleveland to L.A. Nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it? I don't give a fuck where you lay at It's time
from Cleveland to LA nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it yo I don't give a f**k where you lay at it's time
of magic If it's not real You can't hold it in your hand You can't feel it with your heart And I won't believe it But if it's true You can see it with
'-fifth, blow your head off wit' it Anything you hear that I said, I meant it King got the crown then sped off it wit' it Say you need bricks, I said
s story, knew that it deserved a verse I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me? All this shit so we could be free, so dig it, y'all. (Cee-lo
I knows ya gonna dig it It's time to plant the seed Hip-Hop's the tree and I'ma fig it Figure it out, the mic, I'm rippin it like a ligament Gimme
so Sucker Free you ? ? ? ? u live ur life throw these movies, u a TV, A n!gga Fu** with me Squigly lines an IV's. Uncle says Flocka Murder this MothaFu**a! Yo roc Dig a hole
moment I am happy, happy I wish you were here I lay my head onto the sand The sky resembles a back lit canopy With holes punched in it I'm counting
wish you were here I wish you were here I lay my head onto the sand The sky resembles a back-lit canopy With holes punched in it I'm counting UFOs
What's the point in it, where's the benefit When I'm gaining all but I'm losing it? It's not worth having if it's too much to hold It can dig so deep
Watch yah man a own a own roll big Siddung and a plan fi come put man pon fridge Memba when yuh dig hole a two yuh fi dig Certain likkle bwoy we a stop
