| Lungs like smoke stacks
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| Young black terror attack
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| Hair on their neck raised
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| Scaring them back
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| Keeping my Kerouac first rate
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| They in the first grade
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| Begging like babies
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| Gimme gimme wah
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| We too dirty man
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| Shimmy shimmy ya
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| Skinny bars, naw
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| All cents no penny jar
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| Snub a star, celebrity fed
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| No meals worth mentioning, all unsettling
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| Nihilist, anarchist, mind set reddening
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| Need what? |
| fuck meds
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| All dead everything
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| These cats on that
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| All hail petty things
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| Ready with the cheat
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| I’mma beat em in they sleep
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| As soon as the door open
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| They hitting the floor hoping
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| To get to the front row
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| My shows are so lightning
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| Where ever we go the team steadily grows
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| Man who knows, they figure we do it right, but
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| No one gives a fuck about shit
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| So fuck your shit, we fuck shit up
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| Cause shit’s fucked anyway
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| Shit is run into the ground (I know right)
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| I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna get down
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| Get down get down until we come up
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| I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna get down
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| Get down get down cause shit’s fucked get down get down
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| I ain’t tryna hear that I just wanna get down until we come up
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| It ain’t nothing but a Doomtree Goon thing
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| Get your face peeled off homeboy
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| Uday Hussein, barehanded, ripping them
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| Beware citizen, terror got a new face
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| Class war hooligan
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| Gimme what you got, show me what you want
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| Let me fix your market crash your stock
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| Bad credit, no credit, should’ve never paid back
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| Banks selling guns and farmers hunting grey slacks
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| Maybach’s chopped off mounted with the Gatling
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| Beverly Trillbillies treasure trunk rattling
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| We setting up Fight Clubs, you hang at night clubs
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| Passing out cocktails the kind that light up
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| Everybody in the back get risky
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| Burn the club down if you’re spending more than fifty
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| And if we ugly up the scene? |
| (Yeah right)
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| I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna Get Down!
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| Get down get down until we come up
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| I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna get down
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| Yeah I don’t wanna think about it, chea
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| It’s all bad
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| I ain’t tryna hear that I just wanna get down
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| Get down get down until we come up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Down , by - P.O.S. Song from the album We Don't Even Live Here, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп