Get Down

(Felix)
 We do this for us, we do it for applause
 you know we doing this for you and yours
 St. Paul, Minneap, MIDWEST Heiruspecs, check your map
 work harder at assembling, words that leave 'em trembling
 let 'em ring, keep ripping 'til my lips get chapped
 and you are now checking the best sound get down
 my new mission in life is to tour and wreck towns
 'til the other local niggas get mad and step down
 leave 'em all shook like they got the clap, ha-ha
 and I couldn't give a fuck if you're feeling it
 I outlined my rhyme book in chalk would you believe I'm killing it
 the village idiot has got a lot of tales to tell
 I'm a fool and now I'm knowing that these tales will sell
 put 2 and 2 together and you get a hole
 a whole lot of cats trying playing out they roles
 they, play, on, say songs through speech
 I smile and exhale more than air like in green mile
 I fell ill last year, so ill that I was bed ridden
 so ill that when I came out MC's got masks
 this illness never left, now when I talk I'm afflicted
 this ill shit is stuck with me until my death, I laugh
 ha-ha
 (Muad'dib)
 Man. I ain't the right personality type to kick some yada-yada hype
 for y'all to pretend to write
 Despite the fringe benefits, penning this is my life
 Tight lipped enough to suppress grins when bending mics
 Strike
 I pitch words that change-up, slide, sink, and curve
 Not a standard issue sidearm, but still serve superb
 Sound meets concussive force and forges alliance
 Hit the earth, ground ripples and burst, Codename: Seismic
 Fucking up all landings, steps, strides, and stances
 Dr. Footshock trauma, metatarsals and phalanges
 We can't quit, shit'll be over like that quick
 When that cinema plays images of last days, laughter is magic
 It ain't the ripple in the riddle, the flow's undertow we patrol
 Amphibious menace, snapping jaws and death roll
 Swamp gator related to sewer species
 These beasts be Lake Placid drastic, best believe me
 Let the beat hit you like a rock, rock
 Take the rhythm, strangle it and just rock, rock
 Keep the beat like a clock, tick-tocking on
 Move to the break of dawn with us, rock, rock
 (Felix)
 We gets down like Heidi Fleiss humming Cheap Trick
 I've been sewing up a fat as crop I want to reap it
 move swiftly down the road, swinging low while your left lost
 stock soul with a body kit, get it?
 We gets down like a snapped bungee chord a rush
 wet up verses like a wave out of blue crush, must we
 keep annoying critics that think we even listen
 I'm Felix, and in my position they would never get it
 If I'm a master of ceremonies then I want to MC your funeral
 the last ceremony you'll ever have fucker
 We gets down like the last ceremony you'll ever have
 burying cats, too many are too drab
 in the lab, grabbing every thing we've got to keep it on lock
 blessed with the gift to move swift like agent smith
 can I get down? Oh yeah, no question 'bout that
 hotter than the flames on your message board
 forging out blades, melting metal, blacksmith with mic chord
 we gets down like Icarus, we 'gone melt the whole floor
 I wouldn't lie to you, this year we reaching out like sunlight
 moving every proving ground to show we run right
 we're "zehrgut" in Germany, in Chi Town we're raw
 no flaws, you heard this sound and went home with dropped jaws
 pause for a second
 we gets down like bullets whirring over your head to wreck shit
 seen you running from the club and you were looking desperate
 inspired to write, right after our set, your page is desolate
 we gets down like 10 yards completed pass
 completely pass those competing in a weaker class
 they say sticks and stones can break your bones
 your breathing fast, cause these words could beat your ass