EVERLAST - Get Down lyrics

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Get down, get down, get down<br>I see everybody rockin' the same old style<br>And everyone's sportin' the same profile<br>And all of y'all wearin' the same name brands<br>I hear everybody jackin' these played out jams<br>I won't reach for no gun, punk, I use my hands<br>I rock mikes and roll bikes<br>I cross foreign lands<br>I made my bones out in zones<br>Where the twilight be<br>And every time I touch a mic<br>It's fright night part three<br>For every mc that wanna test and try<br>In your custom made wears<br>Thinkin' you too fly<br>Makin' up in gold chains<br>What you're lackin' for brains<br>It's time to call your ma, duke<br>Scoop up your remains<br>And finally lay to rest all the shit you stressed<br>Of boastin' and braggin' about the toes you taggin'<br>I'm knock knock knockin' on heaven's door<br>While every rapper that you simmed<br>Is pimped like a whore<br>You see your talk is eighteen<br>Three quarters past four<br>When your doctor slaps my ass<br>Hear the lion roar<br>The record sales soared<br>And the world got toured<br>You say what happened to my band<br>I say I just got bored<br>Now they call me whitey ford<br>And I say praise the lord<br>Find me breakin' up your crews<br>Catch me singin' the blues<br>Strummin' and pickin' like I'm bb king<br>It's abdul rakim<br>Now watch me do my thing<br><br>Chorus<br>Down down, you go<br>Down down, so low<br>Down down, till you hit the floor<br>Keep fallin' down, till you can't get down no more<br><br>You go point blank range<br>With the scope he's knockin'<br>The psycho might change<br>But there ain't no stoppin'<br>The moon's on the rise<br>When the sun start droppin'<br>And y'all need to quit the bullshit you poppin'<br>'cause I've been hip hoppin' since bdp<br>Rock the p it's free<br>It's abdul rakim<br>And when referring to me<br>You best respect the name<br>Make a quick double take<br>And double check your game<br>'cause you about to get dissed<br>I'm checkin' my list<br>When I check it over twice<br>It's like rollin' the dice<br>I hit four-five-six I'm all up in your mix<br>I rock good from hollywood<br>To the city of bricks<br>And all these fake cats scream they're keepin' it real<br>While you're makin' your deal<br>We'll be breakin' the seal<br>You be breakin' your vows<br>Like people worshippin' cows<br>And then I hit ya with the who's, what's, where's and how's<br>Like vinny barbarino<br>Matt gachino<br>I'm with my man rino<br>With the brooklyn lordz<br>Crashin' the boards with my soul in a hole<br>I take it back to the future<br>From the days of old<br>I'm too cold to hold<br>Too hot not to burn ya<br>Don't stick your nose in business that don't concern ya<br>Might have to trip<br>And flip like ike turner<br>You too old for schoolin', boy, when I'm gonna learn ya<br><br>Chorus