Get Down (Explicit) - Nas

New York streets where killers'll walk like Pistol Pete

And Pappy Mason gave the young boys admiration

Prince from Queens and Fritz from Harlem

Street legends the *** kept the hood from starvin'

Pushin' cars Nicky Barnes was the 70's

But there's a long list of high profile celebrities

Worldwide on the thorough side of things

Livest kings some died one guy one time one day grabs me

As I'm about to blast heat

40 side of Vernon I turned well he asked me

"Whatchu up to The cops gon' bust you"

I was a teen drunk off brew stumbled I wondered

If God sent him 'cause two squad cars entered the block

And looked at us I ain't flinch when they watched

I took it upstairs the bathroom mirror brushed my hair

Starin' at a young disciple I almost gave my life to what the dice do

Yeah man throwin' them bones

Hopin' my ace get his case thrown

His girl ain't wait for him she in the world straight hoein'

While he lookin' at centerfolds of pretty girls

Showin' they little cooch gangstas don't die he's livin' proof

The D A who tried him was lyin'

A white dude killed his mother durin' the case

Hung jury now the D A is bein' replaced

Pre trial hearin' is over it's real for the soldier

Walks in the courtroom the look in his eyes is wild

Triple homicide I sit in the back aisle

I wanna crack a smile when I see him

Throw up a fist for black power 'cause all we want is his freedom

He grabbed a court officer's gun and started squeezin'

Then he grabbed the judge screams out nobody leavin' everybody

Get down get down get down get down

Get get get get ge-get get get get down

(Everybody)

Get down get down get down get down

Get ge-get get get get get get down

Some niggaz f**k they enemies in they a** when they catch 'em

Weird a** niggaz are dangerous so don't test 'em

They make you disappear this a year that I won't forget

Sold CD's double platinum met mo' execs

Southern niggaz independent label real killers

Know the business ran Tennessee for years now they chillin'

They had the coke game somethin' crazy

Sold music out the trunk of they car that sh*t amazed me

Put me onto heron blunts sherm or somethin'

Took a puff what the f**k I turned to punch them

Southern niggaz ain't slow ni**a tried to play me

I left from around them dudes they cool but they crazy

Now I'm back around the old school that raised me

New York gangstas we loungin' out in L A see

A dude wrote my dawg from Pelican Bay

The letter say "Nas I got your back the fools don't play"

I rolled with some Crips down to a Crenshaw funeral

Never saw so many men slaughtered and I knew the ho responsible

The ni**a still alive in a hospital

Midnight they crept in his room and shot the doctor too

See my cousin's in the game thuggin' and things

He plugged me with a dame who was half Mexicano

Gave the a** up I'm a mack daddy Soprano

She passed me the indigo but the imbecile

Shoulda never tippy toed thought my eyes were closed

Openin' the hotel room door to let her goons in

But I moved in a manner on some Jet Li sh*t

I let the hammers blow wet three kids

See honey thought I had somethin' to do with all the drama

'Cause I was with a crew that had her people killed

Called up my cousin told him I ain't f**kin' witchu

He responded cool but told me out here this how motherf**kers

Get down get down get down get down

Get get get get ge-get get get get down

(Everybody)

Get down get down get down get down

Get ge-get get get get get get down

All I really gotta say is that

If that's how our people gon' get down how we ever gon' get up

How we ever gon' get up if that's how we get down

A shame when you ain't look at it

My folk is yo' folk but we all kinfolk

Somebody gotta make a change