Get Down
Rampage Lyrics


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[Busta Rhymes]
Flipmode Squad, let's keep it hip-hop
Rah Digga, Rampage

[Rampage]
Yo Bust' (yeah)
Let's smack these niggaz all in they motherfuckin face
[Verse One: Busta Rhymes]
This be the shit to go for broke on
'Til we own ships that carry big freight and niggaz harbor coke on
Now let me get my fuckin smoke on
I'll have your mother recitin my shit like she singin the fuckin boat song
Now watch the story unfold nigga
Bullets smackin your face and your chest just like a fuckin drumroll nigga
You ain't know me and my crew, we lockin it up
And rubberband stackin dough in Timberland shoebox nigga, and stockin it up
Too many of my niggaz at the door of the club
that be always gun cockin it up
We put together niggaz like the dick to these bitches
Givin it to 'em in the worst way for actin too {?} bridges
Crackin it down, backin it down
How we give it to niggaz, you know we only smackin it down
Before I bring it to a closure nigga
You think we finished cause my lil' 16 bars is over nigga?

[Chorus]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down why'all
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode why'all
Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down why'all
Get down, get-gi-get down why'all
Aiyyo, aiyyo, get down why'all
"We smashin all why'all" - "Flip-Flipmode represent"
Aiyyo, aiyyo - Flipmode "motherfuckers"
Swear to only bring you hot shit, everyday

[Verse Two: Rah Digga]
Keep the five for ya, the ruggedest chick
Spread shit like Tom Sawyer, bitch Will Smith
Be I the Fresh Princess, rulin shit run things
Your efforts is senseless, Hariett Thus
Ridin rare breed, fuck buyin a jar
I smoke the engineer weed motherfucker
Bitch got stuck in Wells Fargo, Brick City hooligan
Squattin at the car show - couldn't be a girly girl
if I tried; crazy slave to the live
But I'm still fly, love four by fours
Cause they ride like a toy, steady jumpin the curb
Pedestrians like "oh boy" I can sing, rap DJ
Work the instant replay
"Even though I'm slurrin my voice" like I was Freeway
Get it right 'cause-o, I keep the rhymes runnin
Kind of terror FBI don't even see comin, motherfuckers

[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Rampage]
Ashes is ashes and dust to dust
why'all see the low Ro', why'all ain't fuckin with us
Rampage nigga, I'm a sick man
Chop you in your face, cut off both of your hands
Wrap your body up, put it in a sedan
Drop yo' ass in a river, this is how I deliver
Got the maggots just eatin your liver, untold mystery
Your name is Swany River, you not a legend
Youse one dead nigga, six feet under
Never comin back, one year later
This is real facts (yeah) tell the feds
just to back up off me
Keep eatin donuts and drinkin that coffee
They say they know my M.O. from Philly to Milwaukee
Got my house tapped with the walkie talkies, shit
I'm just a victim in this case
My lawyer's good, so get the FUCK out my face





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rampage's song "Get Down" reflect the artist's commitment to hip hop and his ability to "smack" his opponents with his rhymes. In the first verse, Busta Rhymes sets the tone for the song, describing how he and his crew work to earn money and respect. His lyrics are filled with images of violence, such as "Bullets smackin your face and your chest just like a fuckin drumroll nigga." He also emphasizes his power by referring to the number of people in his group and the amount of money they have.


Rah Digga's verse in the song is interesting because she is one of the few female rappers featured on the track. She describes herself as a "rugged chick" who is not afraid to speak her mind. She uses metaphors to express her attitude, such as saying she "spread shit like Tom Sawyer" and that her efforts are "senseless, Harriet Thus." Her lyrics are also filled with references to her hometown of Newark, New Jersey.


Rampage's verse is perhaps the most violent of all, as he describes chopping off his opponents' hands and dropping their bodies in the river. He also expresses frustration with law enforcement, suggesting that they are unfair and untrustworthy. Overall, the song is a testament to the power of hip hop as a genre that can empower artists to express themselves in ways that might not be possible in other genres.


Line by Line Meaning

This be the shit to go for broke on
This is what we need to go all-in on


'Til we own ships that carry big freight and niggaz harbor coke on
Until we possess large ships that smuggle drugs


Now let me get my fuckin smoke on
Now let me smoke my weed


I'll have your mother recitin my shit like she singin the fuckin boat song
I'll make your mother memorize my rhymes


Now watch the story unfold nigga
Now see the events that will unfold


Bullets smackin your face and your chest just like a fuckin drumroll nigga
Bullets hitting your face and chest like a drumroll


You ain't know me and my crew, we lockin it up
You don't know me and my crew, we're taking over


Too many of my niggaz at the door of the club
Too many of my crew are outside the club


We put together niggaz like the dick to these bitches
We bring people together


Givin it to 'em in the worst way for actin too {?} bridges
Punishing those who act foolishly


How we give it to niggaz, you know we only smackin it down
We're only bringing the harsh truth


Before I bring it to a closure nigga
Before I wrap up this verse


You think we finished cause my lil' 16 bars is over nigga?
Do you think we're done just because my verse is over?


Keep the five for ya, the ruggedest chick
Keeping it real and raw


Spread shit like Tom Sawyer, bitch Will Smith
Spreading truth like Tom Sawyer and Will Smith


Be I the Fresh Princess, rulin shit run things
As the Fresh Princess, I am in charge


Your efforts is senseless, Hariett Thus
Your efforts are futile


Ridin rare breed, fuck buyin a jar
Smoking high-quality weed, not buying cheap stuff


Bitch got stuck in Wells Fargo, Brick City hooligan
I caused a ruckus at Wells Fargo bank in Brick City


Squattin at the car show - couldn't be a girly girl if I tried
Hanging out at the car show, not conforming to gender stereotypes


But I'm still fly, love four by fours
I'm still cool, I love SUVs


Get it right 'cause-o, I keep the rhymes runnin
Get it straight, my rhymes never stop


This is what we need to go all-in on
This is what we need to put our all into


Kind of terror FBI don't even see comin, motherfuckers
The FBI can't even see the kind of terror we bring


Ashes is ashes and dust to dust
We all die eventually


why'all see the low Ro', why'all ain't fuckin with us
You see our style, but you can't match us


Rampage nigga, I'm a sick man
I'm Rampage, a sick individual


Chop you in your face, cut off both of your hands
Violently attack you


Wrap your body up, put it in a sedan
Dispose of your remains


Drop yo' ass in a river, this is how I deliver
Dump your body in a river


Got the maggots just eatin your liver, untold mystery
Your body will decompose and be a mystery


You not a legend, Youse one dead nigga, six feet under
You will not be remembered, you'll be dead and buried


Never comin back, one year later
You won't be returning, not even after one year


This is real facts (yeah) tell the feds just to back up off me
This is the truth, tell the authorities to leave me alone


Keep eatin donuts and drinkin that coffee
Keep doing your job and leave me alone


They say they know my M.O. from Philly to Milwaukee
They claim to know my methods from Philly to Milwaukee


Got my house tapped with the walkie talkies, shit
They're eavesdropping on my house


I'm just a victim in this case
I'm innocent in this situation


My lawyer's good, so get the FUCK out my face
My lawyer is capable, so leave me alone




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Peermusic Publishing
Written by: ERVING, PIERCE, SIMON, SMITH

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Comments from YouTube:

Themba Sefolo

This song still slaps😁... Still stuck in the 90's

Nadir Munoo

Same here all the way from 🇿🇦, lol

Cezarkiewicz

Absolute banger! Greetings from Warsaw, Poland🇵🇱

Nkosinathi Sikoti

This was and still is a big song in SA 🇿🇦

Channelling greatness

I still play it still this day. Reminds me of the old Metro fm

Nhlanhla Chiliza

Glen Lewis used to bang this joint on Metro FM

Nadir Munoo

Another banger from the 90's. 90's to about 2004 produced such brilliant music. Miss those times

Lateshia Childs

This song is a classic, I'm a huge 702 fan and Rampage is so underrated.

Cyril Nkokha

Finally. How long I wanted this song. All the way from Durban 🇿🇦🇿🇦🇿🇦

Nadir Munoo

Right here in Durban as well 😎

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