Get Down Lyrics

from Album (Project: Funk Da World) by Craig Mack
Craig Mack (born in Trenton, New Jersey, May 10, 1971) is American United States rapper gained a considerable amount of fame on Puff Daddy Sean Combs 's Bad Boy Entertainment record label in the 1990 [more..]

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AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!





Now who the flav


That comes a dime a dozen


Thinking that is phat but wasn't


Welcome to the world of Mack


(of Mackman)


Like Biggie Smallz might say


I eat'em shits like pac man


I'm incredible better eat ya vegetables


Cause... I does what I do you


(Do it!)


I fake the roof off of soft suckers


Super smackin...macking ...full effect mike check one two


I'm a reign...rain forever


Rain like bad weather....reign like whoever never


You can't bite my style


Cause my style ain't a style


That is a style


So I can go buck wild


Betcha figure you got more funk for flow


It ain't so


Flava in Ya Ear letcha know


Now I'm about a second, from the Hook duk


Strap ya rap book


Before you get ya wet style shook





CHORUS


Can I get down


Get down


Get on down


Can I get down





The Mack's like a superintendent


Burning MCs leaves a foul scent


See I'm like what ya call...king a yes ya'll


My style wreck shit...I mean real shit


Shit's thick..I come with the ammo


The real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin


I wake great the lets warm up the hot plate


I'm changing fate from the neck I'm a castrate


My rap loves to alienate


Shake ya***to the stake


You sunk by domniate


See I ain't scared of you mutha***as


To me ya all suckers cause I make the ruckus


Don't try to buckus we roll with the cuf


No cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth


I pound on the ground when I get down


So let me get down....let me get down





CHORUS





To leap a tall building


Crush the earth-a-phone


But I'm sayin ain't no fair when MCs roam


The mic now in the right hands


Cause the Macks and the earths are the worthy of plans


More pep than the peppa thats in ya peppa shaka


Ruff earthquaker..couldn't take me if ya mama make ya


I back up the funk that I bring


With unknown to mad slang


With bigger bite than the double-bang


I ain't met boot to hand


If ya testin in ya lesson


Got me dressin for ya funeral session


Man.....It won't even matter no more


Craig in 94' just won the war


My style definite to take ya over


Have ya sittin look over in a four door Chevy Nova


(Why yi yi)


I figure its a slaughter


In the world of colins(?)


Ya shit ain't nothing but a quarter


The name of the track is Get Down


So let me Get Down and pound other MCs in the ground





CHORUS






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