Lyrics

Get Down

Intro/Bridge
Hot, hot... We keep it hot.
You want to get
Hot, hot... We keep it hot.
We want to get.
Hot, hot... We keep it hot.
(Repeat 2x)

Chorus
This is how we get down.
You down?
We came in the beginning for the crown.
So sit back and just listen to the sound... and get down.
You down?
We aim for the position to surround.
So sit back and just listen to us.
This is how we get down.
(repeat 2x)

Verse I
Juggling money, school, and leisure with degrees in the plan.
They said that I could do it big if I believe that I can.
Can't sit if you understand, so I stood up and ran.
Shake the world up like a seizure man.
If you're one of my fam...
Got to be down for real, know when it's time to chill.
And ain't no doubt...
Whether you want or not, you've got to feel...
Easy and laid back.
We got that flavor you can taste.
Bust another hand of spades, where your game at?
We keep it hotter than the oven.
Where your flame at?
Watch when I come up.
Chump give me the stage back.
Crush your Tiny Tim floes and your lame act.
Send you back home, with you cane cracked.

Chorus

Verse II
Now I'm cool long as you're chilling.
The music's my heart still...
Don't confuse my cool.
Ain't no fooling my mama's children.
If you don't like me, tell me why.
I can take it.
But I will add the fact that you're hating to the equation.
Ill since the day of creation.
Diagnose a pill but it still can't change what I'm plagued with.
Saiah's the birth name with an aim to change this...
World I think stinks with a smell like anus.
Haters can only hope to contain this...
Outrageous case of the boogey man caged and raging...
Stark raving mad with a pen and a pad.
The mad hatter with a beat boom bap.
I got the key to the map.
Like Michael Keaton was the key to the bat.
Man, I'm saying I can't hold back...
The turrets of rap.
Say what I feel, they conceal the effects of that.
Till they can't mask the fact...That...

Chorus

Verse III
This is Saiah.
Been no nonsense since in April.
1982 c-sectioned through the navel.
I've never been a champion on paper...
But every time I'm managing to raise the...
Banner with my name up.
Driving them bananas till they gave up.
Doesn't matter, half of them are amateurs at it anyway 'cause.
Rap doesn't translate to paper...
All day and every day.
Differentiate, it ain't the same.
Us...
...Type of folks got to get it while we can...
Until they start digging out the sand where my casket lands.
Close to how the beat goes slam.
You can feel it in your chest like a mammogram with bare hands.
It ain't about your bank account.
Watch the Dow go down.
Now they're tanking. Wow!
Got the why, now explain the how.
And since we all on the same page get a drink and shout.
It's how we get down. You down?

Chorus
Breakdown
Everybody get down... get down.
Repeat 3x

End