Get On Down

[Hook]

Yo, the squad is here

My crew in here

We do this here

*So get on down*

The squad is here

My crew in here

We do this here

*So-so-so get on down* x5

[Homeboy Sandman]

My rubbers is, ribbed for her pleasure

I'm better under the pressure

My set is tougher than leather

We never under the weather

We run what's under the Heavens

Like ten is under eleven

We still alive and we legends

Due to lines in our ledgers

And we've been regularly reppin'

Since before Run was a reverend

Won't bag a chick if she's begging

I'll bang a chick while she pregnant

I'll eat a rapper for breakfast

Then eat a rapper for seconds

And spread 'em into segments in milliseconds

My intellect is a record irregular

I'm catching wreck in the neck of your nebula

Don't ever reckon of stepping in your Bathing Apes in my section

My radiation affect your molecular

I spit an ak in the octave apocalypse

My brand of knock get the knockers top-l-ess

I'm at the top of the totem pole

Holding my pole and my scrotum, homie

This throne that is rollin' with no erosion

You need to check it oouuut!

[Hook]

[P. SO]

Yo

The jig is up

You ain't really tough

You're a little bitty punk

Little goat, billy gruff

And I'm silly with the tongue

Roll the phillies up

Girlies get your titties sucked

We don't really give a fuck

And I'm chilling in the cut

The dust dies down

You was upside down

Who the tough guy now?

Please pipe down with your tough guy frown

Flow hyperspace, leave you in the dust right now

Rush like blaow

Spinna makes the beat drop

Fresh got the g-shots

Sand got the reeboks

P' hot like teapot

You don't wanna test me

What am I, a clown? Dog, not Joe Pesci

Your best team's deadmeat

When it comes to reaching goals, yes, he's Gretzky

Stunting on a ten-speed

Superman get the loot again

Stash it at the hoover dam

Skate out with my hooligans

[Hook]

[Fresh Daily]

Hello

I'm the captain of the army

Armed with an arsenal of samples if you want me

I'm lethal with the weapon

Find me speeding through your section

If you need a ressurection

People my collective's

Like the needle to injection

The antidote, my fam is dope, I handle flows

Homeboy Sand and, um, P. Casso

My squad so

Monstrous, animals

You damage us? Impossible, preposterous

My niggas is cannibals, & ravenous

My habitat is scandalous

And home of the vandals, and

Writers of the manuscripts

Riders of the iron horse

The fliest of the writers

Residing where shots are fired off

Running the entire course

My admirers' are mired by my fly-ness

In the mirror, all-out king, say hi to your highness

Climbing up the ladder

The freshest ever mentioned

And the rest don't even matter

Cause all we spit is fire

[Hook]