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Get down, get down, get downI see everybody rockin' the same old styleAnd everyone's sportin' the same profileAnd all of y'all wearin' the same name brandsI hear everybody jackin' these played out jamsI won't reach for no gun, punk, I use my handsI rock mikes and roll bikesI cross foreign landsI made my bones out in zonesWhere the twilight beAnd every time I touch a micIt's fright night part threeFor every mc that wanna test and tryIn your custom made wearsThinkin' you too flyMakin' up in gold chainsWhat you're lackin' for brainsIt's time to call your ma, dukeScoop up your remainsAnd finally lay to rest all the shit you stressedOf boastin' and braggin' about the toes you taggin'I'm knock knock knockin' on heaven's doorWhile every rapper that you simmedIs pimped like a whoreYou see your talk is eighteenThree quarters past fourWhen your doctor slaps my assHear the lion roarThe record sales soaredAnd the world got touredYou say what happened to my bandI say I just got boredNow they call me whitey fordAnd I say praise the lordFind me breakin' up your crewsCatch me singin' the bluesStrummin' and pickin' like I'm bb kingIt's abdul rakimNow watch me do my thingChorusDown down, you goDown down, so lowDown down, till you hit the floorKeep fallin' down, till you can't get down no moreYou go point blank rangeWith the scope he's knockin'The psycho might changeBut there ain't no stoppin'The moon's on the riseWhen the sun start droppin'And y'all need to quit the bullshit you poppin''cause I've been hip hoppin' since bdpRock the p it's freeIt's abdul rakimAnd when referring to meYou best respect the nameMake a quick double takeAnd double check your game'cause you about to get dissedI'm checkin' my listWhen I check it over twiceIt's like rollin' the diceI hit four-five-six I'm all up in your mixI rock good from hollywoodTo the city of bricksAnd all these fake cats scream they're keepin' it realWhile you're makin' your dealWe'll be breakin' the sealYou be breakin' your vowsLike people worshippin' cowsAnd then I hit ya with the who's, what's, where's and how'sLike vinny barbarinoMatt gachinoI'm with my man rinoWith the brooklyn lordzCrashin' the boards with my soul in a holeI take it back to the futureFrom the days of oldI'm too cold to holdToo hot not to burn yaDon't stick your nose in business that don't concern yaMight have to tripAnd flip like ike turnerYou too old for schoolin', boy, when I'm gonna learn yaChorus
Get down, get down, get downI see everybody rockin' the same old styleAnd everyone's sportin' the same profileAnd all of y'all wearin' the same name brandsI hear everybody jackin' these played out jamsI won't reach for no gun, punk, I use my handsI rock mikes and roll bikesI cross foreign landsI made my bones out in zonesWhere the twilight beAnd every time I touch a micIt's fright night part threeFor every mc that wanna test and tryIn your custom made wearsThinkin' you too flyMakin' up in gold chainsWhat you're lackin' for brainsIt's time to call your ma, dukeScoop up your remainsAnd finally lay to rest all the shit you stressedOf boastin' and braggin' about the toes you taggin'I'm knock knock knockin' on heaven's doorWhile every rapper that you simmedIs pimped like a whoreYou see your talk is eighteenThree quarters past fourWhen your doctor slaps my assHear the lion roarThe record sales soaredAnd the world got touredYou say what happened to my bandI say I just got boredNow they call me whitey fordAnd I say praise the lordFind me breakin' up your crewsCatch me singin' the bluesStrummin' and pickin' like I'm bb kingIt's abdul rakimNow watch me do my thingChorusDown down, you goDown down, so lowDown down, till you hit the floorKeep fallin' down, till you can't get down no moreYou go point blank rangeWith the scope he's knockin'The psycho might changeBut there ain't no stoppin'The moon's on the riseWhen the sun start droppin'And y'all need to quit the bullshit you poppin''cause I've been hip hoppin' since bdpRock the p it's freeIt's abdul rakimAnd when referring to meYou best respect the nameMake a quick double takeAnd double check your game'cause you about to get dissedI'm checkin' my listWhen I check it over twiceIt's like rollin' the diceI hit four-five-six I'm all up in your mixI rock good from hollywoodTo the city of bricksAnd all these fake cats scream they're keepin' it realWhile you're makin' your dealWe'll be breakin' the sealYou be breakin' your vowsLike people worshippin' cowsAnd then I hit ya with the who's, what's, where's and how'sLike vinny barbarinoMatt gachinoI'm with my man rinoWith the brooklyn lordzCrashin' the boards with my soul in a holeI take it back to the futureFrom the days of oldI'm too cold to holdToo hot not to burn yaDon't stick your nose in business that don't concern yaMight have to tripAnd flip like ike turnerYou too old for schoolin', boy, when I'm gonna learn yaChorus
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