Get Down

Uh huh
 Yeah
 Uh, Been a minute, the city back on its shit
 again
 Let me find out they're checking for who
 can spit again
 While y'all out there leaning to get crunk
 Being 'bout it, and turning up, I never
 stopped what the penning did
 Hominems, haikus, stanzas, and synonyms
 Similes showcase what getting busy is
 Bar for bars, rappers were all subpar
 My shit was awesome [?] bodies with no
 regard
 They ain't care about spitters when I was
 starting to pop
 I was clicking with Preem, Mims was
 making it hot
 Party Like A Rockstar, Shop Boyz had it on
 lock
 I was just another star on the block
 But lookee here, lookee here, now dudes
 starting to care
 About who really be spitting, the magic
 back in the air
 I ain't signed by Hov or endorsed by Dre
 Shit I been had something to say
 Tell 'em I get down, shit I'm repping the
 town
 Plotting on the crown, problem pound-for-
 pound
 Tell 'em I get down, ripping it all around
 Stay true to the sound, adjectives and
 nouns
 Tell 'em I get down, repped for the
 underground
 [?] the sound, to the top I'm down
 Tell 'em I get down, homie I get
 Tell 'em I get, homie I get
 Tell 'em I get down
 Like the top of the drop, drop when you
 come through the block
 In hood weather, good weather or not
 That means grind 'til you shine, it's good
 whether or not
 They fairweathers in here whether it's better
 or not
 And they couldn't weather the storm, they
 reign at the top
 Well surely they Katt Williams right before
 Kevin Hart
 Talking stats and not status, either get it
 or not
 My days spent trying to get it and knot
 Tryna get it to knock for blocks [?], better
 get it to rock
 Or better yet, better get it to rot
 The boy wonder is chalked full of the dope,
 I'm just full of the hope
 The triple threaded double entendre single
 me out
 Fuck it, it's all mathematics, grammatic
 I emphatically had it below average, stats
 high, that's the status quo
 Woah, tell 'em they just don't know
 My little [?] not little Jon while you was
 getting low