This one is for all the Vinyl lovers, Dj's and Producers out there, RESPECT!
lyrics
Verse 1
Feels like a new way of listening to music
A new fix to my head oh just to sooth it
It feels good between my fingers and my hands
A brand new oldskool rare is where it’s stands
Staring back at me my hair full of dust
Blow it off cant believe I found these cuts
In a box looking lonely in a record store
But no more I’m taking me & you out the door
Place it in my bag only 50c a piece
What a gem, Dad would be proud of me
Open my door pull up my turntables
Pull it out my bag, racking up the cables
Grip the needle pins slow then release
A new sound floods across the room to the streets
My new record is the flavour for your soul
Nowadays these are never ever sold
Hook:
Dust to Dig
Coz we dig for days
I wouldn’t have it any other way
Verse 2
Digging in the crates, yea it’s well worthy
Splurging in my pocket oh they hurting
Got them breaks on spin connect the violins
Like Bacon sizzling coz the needles to thin
Snap crackle and pop, playing all that hip hop
Vinyl needs a flip; got the ish to make ya arms pop
If you judge a wax by its cover
Listen to the Sisters spread it like butter
On the B-Side burn to the hard drive
Just to make the record slide
Ice rocks all the way to the dark side
Only for the gems of the hard life
Easy on the ears and everlasting on the soul
Head nodding to music till they lose control
Ya see its music that enters your inner being
Hard to match up visuals with the sounds that you’re hearing
Hook:
Dust to Dig
Coz we dig for days
I wouldn’t have it any other way
Verse 3
Just close your eyes and tilt your head back and take a breath
Keeps the vinyl spinning long before your death
Since the 18 hundreds many vocalist have brung it
Cutting up the decks with socialist undiscovered
Stereo phonic out standing use of electronics
Play it backwards and the sound plays demonic
Scratch attack, then the needle snaps, ya crying
Heading down the map, find a rack then ya flying..
Back to the lab, gotta fit it to your system
Need that fix, just some music to hit'em
Watch the record spin it can put you in a daze
A slave for the rhythm and a sucker for old D.J's
The Boom baps got you clocking jazzy milk crates
Kits don't take the cake when ya using ill breaks
I search low and high but have never been satisfied
Took 2 decades of my life just to find that B-side