Текст песни Diamond f Showbiz - Feel the Vibe
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Feel the vibe (Repeat 7x)[Diamond]Feel the vibe, everybody gather roundI pull the plug, still my sound`s profoundI had to take hip-hop back to the essenceTry to go commercial, gotta learn a lessonYou gotta get your fingers dusty (word)And keep your ear to the street so you won`t get rustyConcentrate on the funk vibe (Funk vibe)Learn your roots, put on your Timberland bootsI`m true to my art, I never fake a moveI keep your head bobbing to the psychotic grooveI vibe is erotic, contagious, and sporoticI love beats so much I`m damn near neuroticI shoot the gift like a Mack 10And sample beats we used to cut way back thenBut now the game has changedArtist selling out just to make a nameThe underground hip-hop fans can`t stand itSo play like Chuck Connors, because now you`re branded a selloutSo yo, get the hell outWe took a dive because you couldn`t feel the vibe Is this the vibe you desire? (Diamond running down the line) Is this the vibe you desire? (You know you`re on time) Well let me continue with what`s on the menu I dug in the crate (Now it`s time to get the papes) (Repeat 2x)[Showbiz]You know I feel the vibe, my name is Show B-I-ZI used to cut at jams when I was 4 foot 3Early in the morning listen to beatsAnd back then I was the shorty (With the Nikes on his feet)Back to a brother who sold out (Did he?)He aimed for a name and some fame without any doubtHe was my man so he let me hear a tasteBut he dissed his face because the shit ain`t have no bassHis beats was clogged, he needed Liquid PlumberDamn I wonder why he sound like Donna Summers?Or Nat King Cole, that style is old100 G`s up front you`ve just been soldThey kidnap your creative controlNo chance of going platinum or even goldIt wouldn`t happen to me (Why not?)I got the skills that`s ill and I`m real cause I feel the beat Is this the vibe you desire? (Show running down the line) Is this the vibe you desire? (You know you`re on time) Well let me continue with what`s on the menu I dug in the crate (Now it`s time to get the papes) (Repeat 2x)[Diamond]Yeah, I knew a kid who was nice on the micHad a record deal but the deal wasn`t realCause the record label wouldn`t spend any lootBut he had a deal and my man got soupedHe knew a lot of old beats but it didn`t matterThe label had other ideas for the platterI heard the song and I had to screamThe had him rhyming over hype drum machinesHe didn`t like it but he had no sayAnd now he`s out of here todayTry to fake the funk, it couldn`t shake a rumpBut the radio played the junk anywayBut the song wouldn`t budgeNow against the ex-label he holds a grudgeLooking for a deal because the song took a diveCause he couldn`t feel the vibeBut who`s to blame in the world of the rap gameStick to your roots like a troop and let me know Is this the vibe you desire? (Diamond running down the line) Is this the vibe you desire? (You know you`re on time) Well let me continue with what`s on the menu I dug in the crate (Now it`s time to get the papes) (Repeat 2x)