Bow Down
Mr.Shadow A.L.T. Lyrics


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Uh huh, yeah
Killa California's Most Wanted
Most wanted
You know, you know, you know
Mr. Shadow and the Saint ALT
Motherfuckers picture that
From Dago to LA
Check it

Feel the bass like the back of my hand when it hits
All you fake motherfucker on my wannabe list
Ain't that a bitch, back again with a gangsta twist
It's Mr. Shadow from Dago, Southern Cali the sick
Homey with metal or sticks we can get our bang on
Real G's kicking them punk bitches never stay long
Lil' who? never heard of you homey
Keep my name out your mouth or I'll murder you homey
You all know me as the night stalker
619 Amici Parker dodging cops and helicopters
To hell with you coppers
Fuck your neighborhood watching crime stoppers you nosey motherfuckers
Mind your own business if you want to live longer
Roam with the sickest if you want to be stronger
Ain't nothing wrong but your lips running wild
So shut the fuck up or get a dick up in your mouth

When we come up in your hood we make em bow down
From SD to Hollywood we make em bow down
When you're rolling in your ride you better bow down
And when they speak on Brown Pride we make em bow down

You want to battle me and Shadow
You up the creek without a paddle motherfucker, round em up like they were cattle
I'm hitting harder than your fucking stepfather
And I'm coming through your hood heated like I was lava
You caught up in some bullshit
I got a full clip of shells for motherfuckers, you knew you couldn't fool this
So deal with it homey the best that you can
Or I'll come up in your hood and it's just me and my man
We'll be strapped down with guns, got gats in each hand
And I'll do you like Godzilla did to fucking Japan
So embrace a motherfucker like I was a god
And you can meet me in the back and we'll be taking a shot
Breaking em off a little something, man you know how we do it
I'll be puffing on a pound in the back, sipping the fluid
I'm keeping it Brown, I'm sipping the Crown
I'm puffing a pound, I'm making them all bow down

When we come up in your hood we make em bow down
From SD to Hollywood we make em bow down
When you're rolling in your ride you better bow down
And when they speak on Brown Pride we make em bow down

When we come up in your hood we make em bow down
From SD to Hollywood we make em bow down
When you're rolling in your ride you better bow down
And when they speak on Brown Pride we make em bow down

Bow down it's the sickest
Motherfucker with the thickest caliber grain known to bust the quickest
It's Killer Cali baby haven't you heard
We're some everyday bangers blazing trees on the curb
Nothing but sticky herb swerving down the highway
When I'm in this bitch, shit we do it my way
Fly straight or get your wings cut off
A tatted up G, all you bitches fuck off
A snub nose for all you punk hoes
23 to the motherfucking 20
You know we don't play in the streets
It's Mr. Shadow and the Saint ALT
The most requested, caution is suggested
Figures you can get some hoe, don't try to test this
Smith and Wessun repping, loaded for you haters
I'll smoke now and I'll worry about you bitches later

When we come up in your hood we make em bow down
From SD to Hollywood we make em bow down




When you're rolling in your ride you better bow down
And when they speak on Brown Pride we make em bow down

Overall Meaning

In this song, "Bow Down," Mr. Shadow and the Saint ALT talk about their dominance, power, and control over their territories. The song opens with Mr. Shadow boasting about his status as a true gangsta and how he can feel the bass in his hand, while saint ALT adds that they are the most wanted in California. The song proceeds with Mr. Shadow warning his haters to stop talking about him in their lips or face severe consequences, while Saint ALT claims to be hitting harder than the listeners' stepfather. The chorus is a repetitive phrase, "When we come up in your hood, we make 'em bow down," and it is repeated four times throughout the song.


The artists continue to assert their dominance in the final verse, where Mr. Shadow and ALT exchange verses, stating that they are strapped with guns and are "the sickest motherfuckers with the thickest caliber grain known to bust the quickest." They continue to brag about their skills, how they hit it their way, and how they don't play in the streets. The song concludes with a repetition of the chorus, where they remind their listeners that when they come up in their hood, they make their opponents bow down.


Line by Line Meaning

Feel the bass like the back of my hand when it hits
The bass of the music is so familiar to me that I might as well feel it in my bones.


All you fake motherfucker on my wannabe list
I have a list of people who pretend to be something they're not, and you're on it.


Ain't that a bitch, back again with a gangsta twist
It's ironic that I'm back again with a similar style, but this time with a more gangster twist.


It's Mr. Shadow from Dago, Southern Cali the sick
I'm Mr. Shadow from San Diego, and I represent the sick and twisted side of Southern California.


Homey with metal or sticks we can get our bang on
Whether it's guns or just fists, we're not afraid to fight and get violent.


Real G's kicking them punk bitches never stay long
Real gangsters never stick around to deal with weak-minded people and their drama.


Lil' who? never heard of you homey
I don't know who you are, and I don't really care to find out because you're nobody important.


Keep my name out your mouth or I'll murder you homey
Don't speak my name in a disrespectful way, or I might just have to take drastic measures to put you in your place.


You all know me as the night stalker
My reputation precedes me, and people know me as a dangerous criminal who operates at night.


619 Amici Parker dodging cops and helicopters
I have to be agile and quick in order to avoid getting caught by law enforcement officials who are after me.


To hell with you coppers
I have no respect for the police and consider them to be my enemies.


Fuck your neighborhood watching crime stoppers you nosey motherfuckers
I don't appreciate nosy people who try to keep tabs on me and report me to the authorities.


Mind your own business if you want to live longer
If you value your life, you should stay out of my affairs and focus on your own business.


Roam with the sickest if you want to be stronger
If you want to be tough and strong, you need to hang out with people who are also dangerous and violent like me.


Ain't nothing wrong but your lips running wild
The only problem here is that you won't stop talking and spreading rumors.


So shut the fuck up or get a dick up in your mouth
If you don't want to shut up, you'll be forced to do so in a more unpleasant way.


When we come up in your hood we make em bow down
When we arrive in your neighborhood, everyone will show us proper respect and submission.


And when they speak on Brown Pride we make em bow down
Even when people talk about their own racial pride or identity, they'll still have to recognize and respect our power.


You want to battle me and Shadow
You're challenging two dangerous and skilled rap artists, which is a mistake.


You up the creek without a paddle motherfucker, round em up like they were cattle
You're in deep trouble and completely helpless against us, we'll round you up like a herd of cattle.


I'm hitting harder than your fucking stepfather
I'm more physically and emotionally abusive than the person who raised you and was supposed to protect you.


And I'm coming through your hood heated like I was lava
I'm entering your neighborhood with intense anger and passion that's comparable to a molten lava flow.


You caught up in some bullshit
You're involved in some problematic situation that you can't get out of.


I got a full clip of shells for motherfuckers, you knew you couldn't fool this
I'm fully prepared to fight back with deadly force if you try to mess with me, and you should know better than to try.


So deal with it homey the best that you can
You'll have to find a way to handle this unpleasant situation as best as you can, because you're stuck in it.


Or I'll come up in your hood and it's just me and my man
If you don't deal with it, I'll come to your neighborhood with my friend and no one will be able to stop us.


We'll be strapped down with guns, got gats in each hand
We'll be heavily armed with guns in both of our hands and ready to use them.


And I'll do you like Godzilla did to fucking Japan
I'll destroy you completely and indiscriminately, just like Godzilla destroyed Japan in the movies.


So embrace a motherfucker like I was a god
You should worship and adore me like I was a deity or supreme being.


Breaking em off a little something, man you know how we do it
We're giving you a small sample of our power and skills, and you should already be familiar with our style.


I'll be puffing on a pound in the back, sipping the fluid
I'll be smoking a pound of marijuana in the back and drinking alcohol at the same time.


I'm keeping it Brown, I'm sipping the Crown
I'm staying true to my Latino heritage while also enjoying a type of whiskey called Crown Royal.


Bow down it's the sickest
You should bow down to us because we're the most twisted and dangerous group of people you'll ever meet.


Motherfucker with the thickest caliber grain known to bust the quickest
I have the most powerful and deadly weapon that's capable of firing shots at a rapid pace.


We're some everyday bangers blazing trees on the curb
We're normal people who happen to be gangsters and we smoke marijuana on the side of the street.


Fly straight or get your wings cut off
You need to live your life honestly and straightforwardly, or else we'll punish you severely.


A tatted up G, all you bitches fuck off
I'm a heavily tattooed gangster, and I have no time for weak and insignificant women.


A snub nose for all you punk hoes
I have a short-barreled handgun specifically for dealing with weak and cowardly women.


23 to the motherfucking 20
I'm trying to say something cool and catchy, but it doesn't really mean anything significant.


You know we don't play in the streets
We're serious about our gangster lifestyle, and we don't take it lightly.


The most requested, caution is suggested
We're in high demand as rap artists, but you should be careful when interacting with us.


Figures you can get some hoe, don't try to test this
You might be able to find a weak woman to take advantage of, but you shouldn't try to confront me or my friend.


Smith and Wessun repping, loaded for you haters
We're representing the Smith & Wesson brand of firearms, and we're prepared to use them against anyone who hates us.


I'll smoke now and I'll worry about you bitches later
I'm going to smoke marijuana right now, and I'll deal with any problems or challenges that come my way later.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: IAN PETER CULLIMORE, PAUL HEATON

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