Get Down
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Yo if you're an MC that can jump on a beat
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're just chillin' but got love for the scene
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're one of my peeps that're slinging' CDs (slingin' CDs)
Then get down (Get down) Get down (Get down)
If you're an MC that can jump on a beat
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
It's the school of hard knocks graduate
I'm over the top and passionate
I'm rappin' shit that's accurate
That's why the people don't know how they should react to it
Hip Hop raised me so I don't turn my back to it
If there's a beat I rap to it
All these years I been practicing got me maxin' it
But I'm still not relaxin' yet
I'm tryna' grab my cash
I'm tryna' catch respect
Tryna' battle rap
Stay fresh to death
Stay calm and collect, you won't get in my head
I been in it for a minute
Now the minute's turn to hours
You couldn't counter if you were a partition built in the middle of a kitchen
My syllables are hittin'
It's my literal addiction
Since middle school detention
If you're with it get to screamin' out loud and get down
Get down, you know what the fuck we're about
Yo if you're an MC that can jump on a beat
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're just chillin' but got love for the scene
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're one of my peeps that're slinging' CDs (slingin' CDs)
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're an MC that can jump on a beat
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
Now ever since I was a youngin' had to be an MC
Had to get the timing right learn how to flow on a beat
Cause it sure felt mighty nice to put them words on a sheet
Pencil and paper's all I needed just proceeded to peep
And so in the history from A to Z
Back then they used to call me Crazy B
Just a kid from Belgrade now they call it Below-grade
But I remember where it started, damn the good ol' days
Minnesota street in the shack with Buzz
Makin' mixtapes before they knew what that was
Rappin' over Ice-Cube's Check Yo Self
While my mom's yellin' at us stories blessed to tell
Just eat, sleep, and shit Hip Hop, yeah I did that well
Years later gettin' greater, mission wasn't a fail
Willy C put me on and that's the Krispy Kid
Inspiration, motivation had me turnin' ideas into reality
Rap for a salary? What a fallacy
Come up off the local music, yeah, people they doubted me
From college radio to freestylin' for props
Jumpin' through the hoops they put up just to get us a nod
Couple kids from the sticks all up in the mix
Unknown MCs come together and get down
Get down, get loud, we get down, we get live
It's Atlas, Z, and Mister Foul
Ay yo, I get down like Arnold Schwarzenegger in a movie
Get down like everybody strip, take off your jewelry
Get down like bipolar people on a Tuesday
I get down to any beat as long as it be groovy and soothe me
And make me feel more than regular
Give me that Hip Hop non-stop, I'm beggin' ya'
I'm takin ya' to that place that you been waitin' for
Straight to the top they gon' pop, lock, and break it to
The early morning', fat tracks we on them
Contact's a catalyst, strike without warnin'
All y'all be borin' me while we soarin'
I-90 tourin' late night recordin'
Yeah, we 'bout to hit 'em with a classic
Throwback jams like cassettes wrapped in plastic
It's drastic, I'm like Shaolin, fantastic
Play me that Get Down part, spin it back, kid
Yo if you're an MC that can jump on a beat
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're just chillin' but got love for the scene
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're one of my peeps that're slinging' CDs (slingin' CDs)
Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)
If you're an MC that can jump on a beat




Then get down (Get down)
Get down (Get down)