Diamond Feel The Vibe Lyrics

Feel The Vibe Lyrics

featuring Showbiz

Feel the vibe (Repeat 7x)

[Diamond]
Feel the
vibe everybody gather round
I pull the plug still my sound's profound
I
had to take hip hop back to the essence
Try to go commercial gotta learn a
lesson
You gotta get your fingers dusty (word)
And keep your ear to the
street so you won't get rusty
Concentrate on the funk vibe (Funk
vibe)
Learn your roots put on your Timberland boots
I'm true to my art, I
never fake a move
I keep your head bobbing to the psychotic groove
I vibe
is erotic, contagious, and sporotic
I love beats so much I'm damn near
neurotic
I shoot the gift like a Mack 10
And sample beats we used to cut
way back then
But now the game has changed
Artist selling out just to
make a name
The underground hip-hop fans can't stand it
So play like
Chuck Connors, because now you're branded a sellout
So yo, get the hell
out
We 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-Z
I
used to cut at jams when I was 4 foot 3
Early in the morning listen to
beats
And 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 doubt
He was my man so he let me hear a taste
But he dissed his face
because the shit ain't have no bass
His beats was clogged, he needed Liquid
Plumber
Damn I wonder why he sound like Donna Summers?
Or Nat King Cole,
that style is old
100 G's up front you've just been sold
They kidnap your
creative control
No chance of going platinum or even gold
It 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 mic
Had a record deal but the deal wasn't real
Cause the record label
wouldn't spend any loot
But he had a deal and my man got souped
He knew a
lot of old beats but it didn't matter
The label had other ideas for the
platter
I heard the song and I had to scream
The had him rhyming over
hype drum machines
He didn't like it but he had no say
And now he's out
of here today
Try to fake the funk, it couldn't shake a rump
But the
radio played the junk anyway
But the song wouldn't budge
Now against the
ex-label he holds a grudge
Looking for a deal because the song took a
dive
Cause he couldn't feel the vibe
But who's to blame in the world of
the rap game
Stick 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)