DJ Spinna, Fresh Daily, Homeboy Sandman - Get On Down lyrics
[DJ Spinna, Fresh Daily, Homeboy Sandman - Get On Down lyrics]
Yo, the squad is here my crew in here
We do this here so get on down
The squad is here my crew in here
We do this here so-so-so get on down x5
My rubbers is, ribbed for her pleasure
I'm better under the pressure
My set is tougher than leather
We never under the weather
We run what's under the Heavens
Like ten is under eleven
We still alive and we legends
Due to lines in our ledgers
And we've been regularly reppin'
Since before Run was a reverend
Won't bag a chick if she's begging
I'll bang a chick while she pregnant
I'll eat a rapper for breakfast
Then eat a rapper for seconds
And spread 'em into segments in milliseconds
My intellect is a record irregular
I'm catching wreck in the neck of your nebula
Don't ever reckon of stepping in your
Bathing Apes in my section
My radiation affect your molecular
I spit an ak in the octave apocalypse
My brand of knock get the knockers top-l-ess
I'm at the top of the totem pole
Holding my pole and my scrotum, homie
This throne that is rollin' with no erosion
You need to check it oouuut!
Yo the jig is up you ain't really tough
You're a little bitty punk
Little goat, billy gruff
And I'm silly with the tongue
Roll the phillies up
Girlies get your titties sucked
We don't really give a fuck
And I'm chilling in the cut
The dust dies down you was upside down
Who the tough guy now?
Please pipe down with your tough guy frown
Flow hyperspace
Leave you in the dust right now
Rush like blaow spinna makes the beat drop
Fresh got the g-shots sand got the reeboks
P' hot like teapot you don't wanna test me
What am I, a clown? Dog, not Joe Pesci
Your best team's deadmeat
When it comes to reaching goals, yes
He's Gretzky stunting on a ten-speed
Superman get the loot again
Stash it at the hoover dam
Skate out with my hooligans
Hello i'm the captain of the army
Armed with an arsenal of samples
If you want me i'm lethal with the weapon
Find me speeding through your section
If you need a ressurection
People my collective's
Like the needle to injection
The antidote, my fam is dope, I handle flows
Homeboy Sand and, um, P casso my squad so
Monstrous, animals
You damage us? Impossible, preposterous
My niggas is cannibals, & ravenous
My habitat is scandalous
And home of the vandals, and
Writers of the manuscripts
Riders of the iron horse
The fliest of the writers
Residing where shots are fired off
Running the entire course
My admirers' are mired by my fly-ness
In the mirror, all-out king
Say "Hi!" to your highness
Climbing up the ladder
The freshest ever mentioned
And the rest don't even matter
Cause all we spit is fire
We do this here so get on down
The squad is here my crew in here
We do this here so-so-so get on down x5
My rubbers is, ribbed for her pleasure
I'm better under the pressure
My set is tougher than leather
We never under the weather
We run what's under the Heavens
Like ten is under eleven
We still alive and we legends
Due to lines in our ledgers
And we've been regularly reppin'
Since before Run was a reverend
Won't bag a chick if she's begging
I'll bang a chick while she pregnant
I'll eat a rapper for breakfast
Then eat a rapper for seconds
And spread 'em into segments in milliseconds
My intellect is a record irregular
I'm catching wreck in the neck of your nebula
Don't ever reckon of stepping in your
Bathing Apes in my section
My radiation affect your molecular
I spit an ak in the octave apocalypse
My brand of knock get the knockers top-l-ess
I'm at the top of the totem pole
Holding my pole and my scrotum, homie
This throne that is rollin' with no erosion
You need to check it oouuut!
Yo the jig is up you ain't really tough
You're a little bitty punk
Little goat, billy gruff
And I'm silly with the tongue
Roll the phillies up
Girlies get your titties sucked
We don't really give a fuck
And I'm chilling in the cut
The dust dies down you was upside down
Who the tough guy now?
Please pipe down with your tough guy frown
Flow hyperspace
Leave you in the dust right now
Rush like blaow spinna makes the beat drop
Fresh got the g-shots sand got the reeboks
P' hot like teapot you don't wanna test me
What am I, a clown? Dog, not Joe Pesci
Your best team's deadmeat
When it comes to reaching goals, yes
He's Gretzky stunting on a ten-speed
Superman get the loot again
Stash it at the hoover dam
Skate out with my hooligans
Hello i'm the captain of the army
Armed with an arsenal of samples
If you want me i'm lethal with the weapon
Find me speeding through your section
If you need a ressurection
People my collective's
Like the needle to injection
The antidote, my fam is dope, I handle flows
Homeboy Sand and, um, P casso my squad so
Monstrous, animals
You damage us? Impossible, preposterous
My niggas is cannibals, & ravenous
My habitat is scandalous
And home of the vandals, and
Writers of the manuscripts
Riders of the iron horse
The fliest of the writers
Residing where shots are fired off
Running the entire course
My admirers' are mired by my fly-ness
In the mirror, all-out king
Say "Hi!" to your highness
Climbing up the ladder
The freshest ever mentioned
And the rest don't even matter
Cause all we spit is fire