Down

Pop- pop off!
 Say you know me on the outside
 You never see the inside, okay... Okay
 It's sick, it's such a long time
 Walkin' down a thin line, okay... Okay!
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see my life and where I've been
 I staying here with all my friends
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see the way it's gonna end
 I'm never gonna give in...
 Now you're asking about the inside
 Talking about the lost time, okay... Okay
 I keep thinking like I'm big time,
 Trying to mess with your mind, okay... Okay!
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see my life and where I've been
 I staying here with all my friends
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see the way it's gonna end
 I'm never gonna give in...
 We're going front, back, side to side
 Sixt tre (meaning 63) impala, thats how gangstas ride
 Turn the music up let the hood rock
 And throw your muthafuggin hands in the air like we at woodstock
 The streets is talkin, you know you heard the name
 The kid that rocks white crowds like Kurt Cobain
 Chuck Taylor and The Prom Kings, The Game that crossed over
 Now I'm sitting on the throne like the Game that lost hova
 Used to get money like Guns 'n Roses
 Still getting rock money but guns and holsters
 And when the nights over I'm wearing the crown
 I'm the king of L.A. and I ain't never going down
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see my life and where I've been
 I staying here with all my friends
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see the way it's gonna end
 I'm never gonna give in...
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see my life and where I've been
 I staying here with all my friends
 I won't go down! I won't go down!
 I see the way it's gonna end
 I'm never gonna give in...
 Yo! Chuck Taylor! Show 'm how we ride on the West Coast. Ha!
 We goin front, back, side to side
 Front, back, side to side
 We goin' front, back, side to side