get down
Hush Lyrics


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(Verse I)
(Hush)

Chicka, chicka, get down.
This is one of those songs, when people hearing this
Will try to judge me, demoted from being a lyricist
Thats why I put the MC before Hush, because I insist
Of being in control of the mic, a specialist.
My nemesis, being myself is venomous
Because sometimes a foot in ya mouth is dangerous
Sharp on the edge in ways a razor is
Slicing thru any red-tape or plagarist
Backhands to many for grand stand and win it
When demands ask for bands of the bland man you dish it
Infinite, all of my words with quickness
Like a deck hand with a bad stomach, I see sickness
Crazy like a kid with his hands slashed and slit it
Till his parents have to come have his quack ass commited
And any emcee that I can't stand, I'm shittin' on
Any mother fucker that backstabs, forget it

(Hook)

If you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!

(Verse II)
(Hush)

Yo
I'm a bad ass liutenant, who can't stand a gimmick
The ones we all just like to laugh at and mimmick
The ones we all know that just can't rap a bit it
And I still suffer heat from a backlash of critics
Wack ass with synical slaps that can split it
And anybody saying my raps trashed is finished
Whoever said that having a backpacks permitted
Its just raps that you can't grasp or grip it
I'll blast back on any one jackass who give it
Any nim-witted upperclass ass that doesn't get it
Understand, not every rap fans exquisit
Or has to live it, every track thats explicit
I must admit it, that fast cash will limit
A vast cast of vivid emcees that really live it
You couldn't blow up if you had gas and lit it
When I blast fast cats hit the fast dash and split it

(Hook)

If you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!

(Verse III)
(Hush)

I can't be fucked with like broken dildos
And I spill flows, that beat you to death like steel toes
Swift blows to any emcees that can't rhyme
I'm so dope I'll cut ya, then snort your flatline
Obscene writer, my team remains finer
The main liner, feeding your veins a pain liver
Chicks with dicks, or bitches with no balls
Or glisten to blow, big mouth cats with no paw
I misplaced ya album right next to P.D.
I only bought his CD just to hear B.I.G.
I hold it down like tape on toupe's
Put a condom on your tongue, and then fuck what you say
I move crowds like fights at rap shows
And handicap foes who vow they can flow
I'm after your soul, and after that your platinum
Catch em' in the track with my gat, just to strap em'

(Hook - Repeat 2x)

If you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!
So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!




So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow!
Get down!

Overall Meaning

In "Get Down," Hush addresses the criticism he has faced and his determination to remain in control of his music. Through witty wordplay and clever metaphors, he asserts his skills as a lyricist, calling out other rappers who lack talent and those who try to bring him down.


The lyrics showcase Hush's confidence and defiance in the face of criticism. He acknowledges the danger of speaking out and the vulnerability that comes with being an artist but is determined to stay true to himself. The hook is catchy and emphasizes the strong, aggressive nature of the song, inviting listeners to "get down" with Hush's sound.


Overall, "Get Down" is a powerful rap anthem that showcases Hush's skill as a lyricist and his unwavering determination to stay true to himself despite criticism or backlash.


Line by Line Meaning

Chicka, chicka, get down.
This is a song that people will judge me for, demoting me from lyrical genius to just another rap artist.


That's why I put the MC before Hush, because I insist of being in control of the mic, a specialist.
I want to show that I am in complete control of my music and lyrics.


Sharp on the edge in ways a razor is, slicing thru any red-tape or plagarist.
My lyrics are sharp and able to cut through any obstacles, such as plagiarism or bureaucratic red-tape.


When demands ask for bands of the bland man you dish it, infinite, all of my words with quickness, like a deck hand with a bad stomach, I see sickness.
When the music industry expects boring and unoriginal music, I bring something fresh and innovative, using quick and clever lyrics to drive my point home.


And any emcee that I can't stand, I'm shittin' on, any mother fucker that backstabs, forget it.
I won't tolerate disrespect from other rappers, and I'm not afraid to call out those who have betrayed me.


So if you ever hear my sound in the street, it goes - blow! Get down!
My music is powerful and energetic, meant to get your body moving and your heart pumping.


I'm a bad ass liutenant, who can't stand a gimmick, the ones we all just like to laugh at and mimmick.
I am a serious artist who focuses on creating original, meaningful music, not just following the latest trends.


And anybody saying my raps trashed is finished, whoever said that having a backpacks permitted.
Critics who dismiss my music as trash are wrong, and those who try to pigeonhole me as a 'backpack rapper' are missing the complexity and depth of my lyrics.


You couldn't blow up if you had gas and lit it, when I blast fast cats hit the fast dash and split it.
No matter how hard you try to be successful, you will never reach my level of talent and dedication. My music is explosive and unforgettable.


I can't be fucked with like broken dildos, and I spill flows, that beat you to death like steel toes.
My rap skills are unbeatable and unmatched, and my lyrics are so intense they hit you like a steel-toed boot.


The main liner, feeding your veins a pain liver, chicks with dicks, or bitches with no balls.
I am the main attraction, providing listeners with music that hits them right in the gut. I don't tolerate fake or inauthentic rappers.


I hold it down like tape on toupe's, put a condom on your tongue, and then fuck what you say.
I am unapologetically myself and refuse to be silenced by anyone. I am in control of my words and music.


I move crowds like fights at rap shows, and handicap foes who vow they can flow.
My music has a powerful effect on people, even causing fights at concerts. I can take on any challenger who claims to be a better rapper than me.


I'm after your soul, and after that your platinum, catch em' in the track with my gat, just to strap em'.
I am a fiercely competitive artist who will stop at nothing to succeed. I will take on anyone who tries to hold me back, even resorting to violent means if necessary.




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