Get Down

And, and bass up the track a little bit 'Cause I'm, I wanna hear that "boompsh, boompsh" You know I'm sayin'? Aaaaaahhh aaaah! Now who got the flav' That comes a dime a dozen that keeps 'em buzzin' Thinking that they fat when they wasn't? Welcome to the world of Mack, or Mackman As Biggie Smalls like sayin', I eat MC's like Pac-Man I'm incredible, better eats ya vegetables 'Cause, I does what I do (Do it!) I fake the roof off of soft suckers Super smackin', mackin' Full effect mike check one two I'ma reign, reign 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 buckwild Bet you figured 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, dook, scrap ya rap book 'Fore you get ya wet style shook Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? The Mack's like a superintendent Burning MC's leaves a foul scent See, I'm like what ya call, king of yes ya'll My style's rick, sick, I mean real sick Shit's thick, I come with the ammo The real whammo-slammo stuff that I be droppin' And I'll wake the great, let's warm up the hot plate I'm changing fate from the neck I'ma castrate My rap loves to alienate Shake ya ass to 'til it stank, you stomp, I dominate See, I ain't scared of you mothafuckas To me ya all suckers 'cause I make the ruckus Don't try to buck us, we roll bulletproof No cooth, on the roof, bitin' like a sabertooth (can I get down?) I pound on the ground when I get down So let me get down, let me get down Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can leap a tall building, crush the Earth for fun? But I'm sayin' ain't no fair, yo, when MC's run (Ain't no fair, ain't no fair) The mic's now in the right hands 'Cause the Mack's on the Earth just to spoil your plans More pep than the pepper that's in ya pepper shaker Ruff earthquaker, couldn't take me if ya mama make ya I back up the funk that I bring with unknown to man slang With bigger bite than the Devil fang I ain't met who could hang 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 was definite to take ya over Have ya sittin' lookin' over in a four door Chevy Nova (why I oughta) I figure its a slaughter in the world of dollars Ya shit ain't nothing but a quarter The name of the track is "Get Down" So let me get down and pound other MC's in the ground Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? Get down boy hah (down, down, can I get down?) Hah! Can I get down? Down, down Can I get down?