Get down, get down, get down Get down (are you listening?) Get down, get down, get down Get down (listen to this) When I start I master the art of getting down to the heart And set apart to spark emotion a the slightest sound It's probably one of the realest topics ever spoke upon Speech that God will impeach Swallow the chunks which you choke upon I'm gifted I know it Still I was wandering in the path They tell me boy you're a star, “Sign me your autograph” This can't be it though, mind gone staring into space “Sorry, where was I?” Thoughts gone without a trace Was the love of my life, hip-hop guided my life A combination of the three that would probably me nice After doing suffice I break the ice with device And take advice that comes with the price of rolling the dice Get down, get down, get down Get down (are you listening?) Get down, get down, get down (yeah) Get down (This me right here?) (Listen to this) I get down with whatever Pound to the sound of the ground any weather Storms may come but conform me never My mind transformed by words Born to forever live with scorn But still I'd rather walk in the light of the truth presented I never understood grace till I really repented Till I truly committed my total self admitted Now my hustle has found purpose And pimpin' I gotta get it Even if bloodshed if part of my quest I'm embracin' my deathbed Till I'm collectin' the rest I ain't leavin' with out receiving what was meant for me God's will being fulfilled through my life complete Get down Get down, get down, get down Get down (are you listening?) Get down, get down, get down Get down (listen to this) Get down, get down, get down Get down (are you listening?) Get down, get down, get down Get down (listen to this, hey) (repeat to fade) (Fading) Let me get at the verse Let me get at the vocal Let me be real as I slowly approach you Tell me your feelings on the world's conditions Sign away but let me get your permission To release conviction alone...
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