Get Down (Album Version)

Now who got the flav' that comes a dime a dozen

That keeps 'em buzzin'?

Thinkin' that they phat when they wasn't

Welcome to the world of Mack, or Mackman

Leave you small guys sayin' I eat MC's like Pac-Man

I'm incredible, better eats your vegetables

'Cause, I does what I do (Do it)

I fake the roof off of soft suckers

Super smackin', mackin', full effect mic check, one, two

I'ma reign, reign forever

Rain like bad weather, reign like whoever, never

You can't bite my style

'Cause my style ain't a style that is a style, so I can go buck-wild

Bet you figured you got more funk for flow, it ain't so

Flava In Ya Ear, let you know

Now I'm about a second from the hook, dawg

Scrap your rap book, 'fore you get your wet style shook

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

The Mack's like a superintendent

Burnin' MC's leaves a foul scent

See, I'm like what you call "King of Yes, Y'all"

My style's rick, sick, I mean real sick

Shit's thick, I come with the ammo

The real wham-o slam-o stuff that I be droppin'

And I'll wake the great, lets's warm up the hot plate

I'm changin' fate, from the neck, I'ma castrate

My rap loves to alienate

Shake your ass till it stank, you stomp, I dominate

See, I ain't scared of you muhfuckas

To me, you're all suckas, 'cause I make the ruckus

Don't try to buck us, we roll bulletproof

No couth, on the roof, bitin' like a sabertooth (Can I get down?)

I pound on the ground when I get down

So let me get down, let me get down

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can leap a tall building, crush the Earth for fun

But Im sayin' ain't no fair, yo, when MC's run

The mic's now in the right hands

'Cause the Mack's on the Earth just to foil your plans

More pep than the pepper that's in the your pepper shaker

Rough earthquaker, couldn't take me if your mama make you

I back up the funk that I bring with unknown-to-man slang

With bigger bite than the devil fang

I ain't met who can hang, if we're testin', learned your lesson

Got me dressin' for your funeral session

Man, it won't even matter no more

Craig in '94, just won the war

My style was definite to take you over

Have you sittin' lookin' over in a four-door Chevy Nova

(Why, I oughta) Smack 'em down, I figure it's a slaughter

In the world of dollars, your shit ain't nothing but a quarter

(Get down)

The name of this track is "Get Down"

So let me get down and pound other MC's in the ground

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Can I get down?

Get on down, can I get down?

Get down, boy

Down, down

Can I get down?

Can I get down?