Can you count, suckas?
Yeah, right!
I said, can you count, suckas!
Yeah, right!
The future is ours, the future is yours if you can count
Can you dig it?
You've got the Moon Runners right by the Van Cortlandt Rangers
Got the Jones Street Boys by the Turnbull AC's
And nobody's wastin' nobody
And that's a miracle
A miracle
And miracles are
The way things ought to be
Can you dig it?
So far from our turf (our turf)
We fought so hard for our turf (our turf)
Our one little corner of our turf (our turf)
But now can you see
How strong we can be
If we can agree that it's all our turf? (All our turf)
Where we always belong (Always belong)
We are sixty thousand strong
We are never backing down
And there's only twenty thousand cops
In this whole damn town
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Remember what you had to do to earn your block
Dead any and all invaders, keep the neighbors on lock
Tag up every nook and cranny, spray cans non-stop
Make a mission of the competition so your clique is on top
Imagine what I had to do to stay on top
Baddest bitch in the biggest town, shut 'em down, open up shop
Now imagine what we could do if you and your crew
Got with me and my crew, if we, we only knew
We are bigger than the mob!
What?!
We are bigger than the cops!
What?!
We are where it all begins
What?!
We are where it all stops!
What?!
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Yeah, right! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Now we keep up the truce
Stand together against dangers
One borough at a time
As our numbers climb!
And nobody's wastin' nobody
You are brothers and sisters now
And anywhere you go
You are home free!
Can you dig it?
'Cause it's all our turf
We're only divided by turf
Our soldiers have died on our turf
We fall on our pride
Pulled away by the tide
Until we decide
That it's
All our turf
And we know our worth
Now imagine feeling safe
From the top of the boogie down
From Manhattan down to Staten
All through
Coney Island Town!
Coney Island Town!
Can you dig it-
Do you count?
Can you dig it-
Can you-
Lauryn Hill - If You Can Count Lyrics
Lauryn Hill - If You Can Count Lyrics
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Can you count, suckas?
Yeah, right!
I said, can you count, suckas!
Yeah, right!
The future is ours, the future is yours if you can count
Can you dig it?
You've got the Moon Runners right by the Van Cortlandt Rangers
Got the Jones Street Boys by the Turnbull AC's
And nobody's wastin' nobody
And that's a miracle
A miracle
And miracles are
The way things ought to be
Can you dig it?
So far from our turf (our turf)
We fought so hard for our turf (our turf)
Our one little corner of our turf (our turf)
But now can you see
How strong we can be
If we can agree that it's all our turf? (All our turf)
Where we always belong (Always belong)
We are sixty thousand strong
We are never backing down
And there's only twenty thousand cops
In this whole damn town
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Remember what you had to do to earn your block
Dead any and all invaders, keep the neighbors on lock
Tag up every nook and cranny, spray cans non-stop
Make a mission of the competition so your clique is on top
Imagine what I had to do to stay on top
Baddest bitch in the biggest town, shut 'em down, open up shop
Now imagine what we could do if you and your crew
Got with me and my crew, if we, we only knew
We are bigger than the mob!
What?!
We are bigger than the cops!
What?!
We are where it all begins
What?!
We are where it all stops!
What?!
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Yeah, right! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Now we keep up the truce
Stand together against dangers
One borough at a time
As our numbers climb!
And nobody's wastin' nobody
You are brothers and sisters now
And anywhere you go
You are home free!
Can you dig it?
'Cause it's all our turf
We're only divided by turf
Our soldiers have died on our turf
We fall on our pride
Pulled away by the tide
Until we decide
That it's
All our turf
And we know our worth
Now imagine feeling safe
From the top of the boogie down
From Manhattan down to Staten
All through
Coney Island Town!
Coney Island Town!
Can you dig it-
Do you count?
Can you dig it-
Can you-
Yeah, right!
I said, can you count, suckas!
Yeah, right!
The future is ours, the future is yours if you can count
Can you dig it?
You've got the Moon Runners right by the Van Cortlandt Rangers
Got the Jones Street Boys by the Turnbull AC's
And nobody's wastin' nobody
And that's a miracle
A miracle
And miracles are
The way things ought to be
Can you dig it?
So far from our turf (our turf)
We fought so hard for our turf (our turf)
Our one little corner of our turf (our turf)
But now can you see
How strong we can be
If we can agree that it's all our turf? (All our turf)
Where we always belong (Always belong)
We are sixty thousand strong
We are never backing down
And there's only twenty thousand cops
In this whole damn town
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Remember what you had to do to earn your block
Dead any and all invaders, keep the neighbors on lock
Tag up every nook and cranny, spray cans non-stop
Make a mission of the competition so your clique is on top
Imagine what I had to do to stay on top
Baddest bitch in the biggest town, shut 'em down, open up shop
Now imagine what we could do if you and your crew
Got with me and my crew, if we, we only knew
We are bigger than the mob!
What?!
We are bigger than the cops!
What?!
We are where it all begins
What?!
We are where it all stops!
What?!
Can you dig it? (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Yeah, right! (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Now we keep up the truce
Stand together against dangers
One borough at a time
As our numbers climb!
And nobody's wastin' nobody
You are brothers and sisters now
And anywhere you go
You are home free!
Can you dig it?
'Cause it's all our turf
We're only divided by turf
Our soldiers have died on our turf
We fall on our pride
Pulled away by the tide
Until we decide
That it's
All our turf
And we know our worth
Now imagine feeling safe
From the top of the boogie down
From Manhattan down to Staten
All through
Coney Island Town!
Coney Island Town!
Can you dig it-
Do you count?
Can you dig it-
Can you-
Writer: Lin-Manuel Miranda, Eisa Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group