Get Down
J. Sands Lyrics


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New York streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete
And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys admiration
Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from starving
Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the 70's
But there's a long list of high-profile celebrities
Worldwide on the thorough side of things
Livest kings, some died, one guy, one time
One day grabs me, as I'm about to blast heat
40-side of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
"What you up to, the cops gon' bust you"
I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
If God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the block
And looked at us, I ain't flinch when they watched
I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my hair
Staring at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to what the dice do
Yeah man, throwing them bones
Hoping my ace get his case thrown
His girl ain't wait for him, she in the world straight hoeing
While he looking at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who tried him was lying
A white dude, killed his mother during the case
Hung jury, now the D.A. is being replaced
Pre-trial hearing is over, it's real for the soldier
Walks in the courtroom, the look in his eyes is wild
Triple-homicide, I sit in the back aisle
I want to crack a smile when I see him
Throw up a fist for black power, cause all we want is his freedom
He grabbed a court officer's gun and started squeezing
Then he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody

Some niggas fuck they enemies in they ass when they catch 'em
Weird-ass niggas are dangerous, so don't test 'em
They make you, disappear, this a year that I won't forget
Sold CD's double platinum, met mo' execs
Southern niggas, independent label, real killers
Know the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they chilling
They had the coke game something crazy
Sold music out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
Put me onto heron blunts, sherm or something
Took a puff, what the fuck, I turned to punch them
Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
I left from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
Now I'm back around the old school that raised me
New York gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
A dude wrote my dawg from Pelican Bay
The letter say, "Nas I got your back, the fools don't play"
I rolled with some Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral
Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho responsible
The nigga still alive in a hospital
Midnight they crept in his room and shot the doctor too
See my cousin's in the game, thugging and things
He plugged me with a dame who was half-Mexicano
Gave the ass up, I'ma mack daddy Soprano
She passed me the indigo, but the imbecile
Should of never tippy-toed, thought my eyes were closed
Opening the hotel room do', to let her goons in
But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li shit
I let the hammers blow, wet three kids
See honey thought I had something to do, with all the drama
Cause I was with a crew, that had her people killed
Called up my cousin, told him I ain't fucking with you
He responded cool, but told me out here this how motherfuckers

All I really gotta say is that
If that's how our people gon' get down, how we ever gon' get up?
How we ever gon' get up if that's how we get down?
A shame when you ain't look at it




My folk is yo' folk, but we all kinfolk
Somebody gotta make a change

Overall Meaning

The song "Get Down" by J. Sands paints the picture of the tough streets of New York and the lives of street legends and drug lords who ruled the hood. The lyrics talk about how drugs kept the hood from starving and how young boys in the neighborhood looked up to these street legends. The lyrics mention high-profile celebrities who were involved in the drug business and how they influenced the youth.


The story of a young boy who almost gets caught by the police is also narrated. The boy was stumbling drunk when a stranger stopped him before he could get into trouble with the cops. The stranger asks him what he was up to and warns him about the police. The boy escapes the situation and goes to the bathroom, where he contemplates his life and realizes that throwing dice and gambling on his life is not worth it.


In the second half of the song, J. Sands talks about his encounter with southern gangsters who tried to play him. He also mentions the death of men at a Crenshaw funeral and the hospitalization of the ho responsible. The song ends on a positive note, with J. Sands encouraging people to make a change and stand together as one united people.


Line by Line Meaning

New York streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete
The streets of New York are so dangerous that even cold-blooded killers like Pistol Pete walk around without fear


And Pappy Mason, gave the young boys admiration
Pappy Mason, a street legend, was admired by the young boys in the neighborhood


Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem
Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem were both street legends


Street legends, the drugs kept the hood from starving
Street legends were able to keep their neighborhoods from starving by selling drugs


Pushing cars, Nicky Barnes was the 70's
Nicky Barnes made a name for himself in the 70s by trafficking drugs in luxury cars


But there's a long list of high-profile celebrities
Many celebrities have also been involved in the world of drugs and crime


Worldwide on the thorough side of things
The drug game is prevalent all over the world


Livest kings, some died, one guy, one time
There were once powerful drug lords who ruled the street, but some died while others were taken down by the authorities


One day grabs me, as I'm about to blast heat
One day, a man stopped him just as he was about to start shooting


40-side of Vernon, I turned well he asked me
He turned onto 40th St. and Vernon, where the man stopped him and asked what he was doing


"What you up to, the cops gon' bust you"
The man warned him that the cops were around and he could get caught


I was a teen drunk off brew, stumbled I wondered
As a teenager, he was drunk and stumbled around while wondering if the man was a sign from God


"If God sent him, cause two squad cars entered the block"
He thought the man who stopped him might have been sent by God because two police cars showed up soon after


And looked at us, I ain't flinch when they watched
He didn't flinch when the cops looked at him and the man he was talking to


I took it upstairs, the bathroom mirror, brushed my hair
He went upstairs and looked in the bathroom mirror, brushing his hair


Staring at a young disciple, I almost gave my life to what the dice do
As he stared at his reflection, he thought about how close he came to risking his life by gambling


Yeah man, throwing them bones
He had been playing dice, or "throwing bones"


Hoping my ace get his case thrown
He was hoping his friend would be found not guilty in court


His girl ain't wait for him, she in the world straight hoeing
His girlfriend didn't wait for him and was now selling her body


While he looking at centerfolds of pretty girls
While in prison, he was looking at pictures of beautiful women


Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
Even though he was in prison, he knew that gangsters don't die and he still considered himself "living proof"


The D.A. who tried him was lying
The district attorney who prosecuted him was not telling the truth


A white dude, killed his mother during the case
A Caucasian man killed his mother during his trial


Hung jury, now the D.A. is being replaced
The jury couldn't reach a verdict and now the district attorney is being replaced


Pre-trial hearing is over, it's real for the soldier
The pre-trial hearing is finished and now the soldier is facing the full trial


Walks in the courtroom, the look in his eyes is wild
As he walks into the courtroom, his eyes are filled with anger and intensity


Triple-homicide, I sit in the back aisle
He is sitting in the back of the courtroom, watching a trial for a triple homicide


I want to crack a smile when I see him
He feels like smiling when he sees the defendant on trial


Throw up a fist for black power, cause all we want is his freedom
He wants to show solidarity with the defendant by raising his fist in support of black power and wanting him to be freed


He grabbed a court officer's gun and started squeezing
The defendant grabs a gun from a court officer and starts shooting


Then he grabbed the judge, screams out, nobody leaving everybody
He takes the judge captive and demands that nobody leaves the courtroom


Some niggas fuck they enemies in they ass when they catch 'em
Some people go to extreme lengths to punish their enemies, including sexually assaulting them


Weird-ass niggas are dangerous, so don't test 'em
People who are strange or unpredictable can be dangerous, so it's best not to provoke them


They make you, disappear, this a year that I won't forget
They have the power to make you disappear or kill you, and he won't forget how dangerous they are


Sold CD's double platinum, met mo' execs
He successfully sold many records and met many music industry executives


Southern niggas, independent label, real killers
Southern rappers who owned an independent record label and were known to be real killers


Know the business, ran Tennessee for years, now they chilling
They were able to run their operation for a long time and now they can relax


They had the coke game something crazy
They were heavily involved in cocaine trafficking


Sold music out the trunk of they car, that shit amazed me
He was impressed with how they were able to sell their music out of the trunk of their car


Put me onto heron blunts, sherm or something
They introduced him to drugs like heroin and PCP


Took a puff, what the fuck, I turned to punch them
After trying the drugs, he became angry and wanted to hit them


Southern niggas ain't slow, nigga tried to play me
He realized that the Southern rappers weren't to be underestimated, after someone tried to deceive him


I left from around them dudes, they cool but they crazy
He decided to distance himself from the Southern rappers because even though they were cool, they were also crazy


Now I'm back around the old school that raised me
He's back around the old school that taught him about the streets


New York gangstas, we lounging, out in L.A. see
He's in L.A. with some New York gangsters, just hanging out and relaxing


A dude wrote my dawg from Pelican Bay
One of his friends in prison writes to him from Pelican Bay


The letter say, "Nas I got your back, the fools don't play"
The letter assures him that his friend has his back even though there are dangerous people in prison


I rolled with some Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral
He went to a funeral in Crenshaw with some members of the Crips gang


Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho responsible
He witnessed a lot of violence and knew who was responsible for it


The nigga still alive in a hospital
The perpetrator is still alive and in a hospital


Midnight they crept in his room and shot the doctor too
In the middle of the night, someone snuck into the perpetrator's hospital room and killed his doctor too


See my cousin's in the game, thugging and things
His cousin is involved in the same kind of illegal activity


He plugged me with a dame who was half-Mexicano
He connected him with a woman who was half-Mexican


Gave the ass up, I'ma mack daddy Soprano
She slept with him and he considers himself a pimp, like a character from The Sopranos


She passed me the indigo, but the imbecile
She handed him a blunt, but he considered her an idiot


Should of never tippy-toed, thought my eyes were closed
She shouldn't have been sneaky around him and he knew what she was up to


Opening the hotel room do', to let her goons in
She tried to let some of her friends into his hotel room


But I moved in a manner, on some Jet Li shit
He moved quickly and skillfully, like a character from a Jet Li movie


I let the hammers blow, wet three kids
He pulled out a gun and shot three people


See honey thought I had something to do, with all the drama
The woman thought he was the cause of all the commotion


Cause I was with a crew, that had her people killed
She thought he was with a group of people who had killed some of her associates


Called up my cousin, told him I ain't fucking with you
He called his cousin and told him he didn't want to be involved in illegal activity anymore


He responded cool, but told me out here this how motherfuckers
His cousin responded calmly, but reminded him that this is just how things are in their world


All I really gotta say is that
The artist is about to make a statement


If that's how our people gon' get down, how we ever gon' get up?
If we continue to engage in criminal activity, how will we ever progress as a community?


How we ever gon' get up if that's how we get down?
If the cycle of violence and illegal activity continues, how will we ever be able to improve our situation?


A shame when you ain't look at it
It's a shame when people don't see the consequences of their actions


My folk is yo' folk, but we all kinfolk
We are all part of the same community, so we should treat each other like family


Somebody gotta make a change
Someone needs to take action to break the cycle of violence and illegal activity




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: OTTO MONTGOMERY PRICE JR., STACY BERNARD JONES, TERON DAVID CARTER, W. HOLT

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Mad Flow

Lone catalysts killing it. Get em J this is fire!

CostThaWord

Respect J. Sands! Peace and Blessings to you and yours!More real music!!!

MeNtHO SON "The Goghst"

This is mad nice!

Maiacu Silviu

Yes sir !

UnderGround41

J. Sands..... Once again.. Long time fan here. This is on point! One love

D- Train

My man J.Sands doing his thing ! The burg is in the building !

Micah Vanvoorst

only dope 'rona related track i've heard ever in life. salute!

RFT

Wow, not many Hip Hop like this now a days.

Bug

Fresh! 😎

John Robinson

Loving your vibes ✨ 🎶 💕 💛 kiss keep it simple stupid 😘 💖 💕 ♥ ❤ ✨ 😘 💖 💕 feeling you

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