Artist: DJ Format & Phill Most Chill Album: The Foremost Song: Diggin' For a Livin' Typed by: Matt Jost (Lesson 1: Digging) [ VERSE 1: Phill Most Chill ] Here I go again, on the road again Fillin up the gas tank, hit the bank, so I got enough dough to spend Found a super spot I wouldn't even show a friend Helmet with the light on, yeah, I'm goin in This is not what you call light-weight diggin Heavy-weight, Gotta Be Funky, Monk Higgins Once I plunder the Soul, slide to the Rock 'n Roll On that Secret Squirrel/Morroco Mole Been searchin for this ill record that I still ain't found You know the title? Don't tell it... (Hah!) James Brown Made the most dope records you could catch - but 9 times out of 10 they probably scratched up Boy, you lucky if you find this Record in VG minus Condition - man listen I been diggin all day in a crouched down position Checkin every damn crate on the floor Soon as I'm walkin' through the front door of the store it's war When I'm done, ain't no need to hit the spot no more Yeah, label it get-clean by a record fiend Only some of y'all really know what it means To spend a few stacks on a pile of wax like no prob It's not a hobby, it's a job I'm diggin for a livin (I'm diggin for a livin) (And let's dig, into every nook and every cranny Cause now it's time to get paid) (Oh yeah, give the drummer some Groove those drums, man Lord have mercy Grab that bass) [ VERSE 2: Phill Most Chill ] I used to be out in field gettin my hands dirty every day But now the illest shit I find is on eBay Records comin to my crib by the shiploads Multiple copies, that's when I'm goin flipmode Started as a collector of records in a cellar From a crate digger turned into a record seller Diggin at shows, one times this dude tried to shove me out of the way To get on my crate - I had to check the fella Six in the morning, helpin dealers set up they table Just to be able To get first crack at the premium wax I go all out, and you ain't gonna see me relax Yeah, at the door waitin for the store to open I be damned if I ain't right there when it closes Wife beefin like, 'Yo, the kids need clothes You comin in with records, is this where the money goes?' I told her don't stress it, it's a sound investment Get it? A sound investment All these records, I'ma flip these, get cheese When you see the dough it might make you wanna striptease But yo chill, this ain't Thanksgiving We gotta pay bills, you know the deal, I'm diggin for a livin (I'm diggin for a livin) (Lookin for a 9 to 5) (All over city that's the way to earn) (I'm the man) (When it comes to a break loop) (I'm the man, I'm the one, I'm the boss You call me for (a beat), and I'ma tell you the cost)