Get Down - 2016 Remaster

And, and bass up the track a little bit
 'Cause I wanna hear that "boompsh, boompsh"
 You know I'm sayin'?
 Ahhh!
 Now who got the flav' that comes a dime a dozen that keeps 'em buzzin'
 Thinking that they fat 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 ya vegetables
 'Cause, I does what I do you (do it!)
 I fake the roof off of soft suckers
 Super smackin', mackin', full effect mike 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 buckwild
 Bet you figured you got more funk for flow, it ain't so
 Flava in Ya Ear, letcha know
 Now I'm about a second from the hook, dook
 Scrap ya rap book, 'fore you get ya 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?
 The Mack's like a superintendent
 Burning MC's leaves a foul scent
 See, I'm like what ya 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 whammo-slammo stuff that I be droppin'
 And I'll wake the great, let's warm up the hot plate
 I'm changing fate from the neck, I'ma castrate
 My rap loves to alienate
 Shake ya ass 'til it stank, you stomp, I dominate
 See, I ain't scared of you motherfuckers
 To me ya all suckers 'cause I make the ruckus
 Don't try to buck us, we roll bulletproof
 No cooth, on the roof, bitin' like a sabertooth
 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 I'm sayin' ain't no fair, yo, when MC's run (ain't no fair, ain't no fair)
 The mic's now in the right hands
 'Cause the Mack's on the Earth just to spoil your plans
 More pep than the pepper that's in ya pepper shaker
 Ruff earthquaker, couldn't take me if ya mama make ya
 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 could hang, if ya testin' in ya lesson
 Got me dressin' for ya funeral session
 Man, it won't even matter no more
 Craig in '94 just won the war
 My style was definite to take ya over
 Have ya sittin' lookin' over in a four door Chevy Nova (why I oughta)
 I figure it's a slaughter
 In the world of dollars, ya shit ain't nothing but a quarter
 The name of the 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? (Hah)
 
 Can I get down? (Down, down)
 Can I get down?