L.A. Posse - Get Down lyrics

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L.A. Posse - Get Down lyrics

[LL Cool J] G, G, G, G, G, G Get... [LL Cool J] Down, to the rhythm that'll rock the walls Cold sportin' Air Jordans, and I'm on the ball Don't lack and I'm black but I'm not Lou Rawls Disappeared for a year now I'm back y'all So get down with me, entrepreneur of funk Not a sloppy fat punk or a Shaolin Monk Ain't down with Johnny Cousin know as use at a jam So the hell with Ed McMahon and Tom Macan JVC is the box, Farmers is the street Soundin' hungry over beats, that's why I always eat Up to you to guess who's rockin' the funky sound If you don't know never mind come on and get down [Hook] Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L., go L.L Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L Get Down [LL Cool J] Get down, hard like Haystacks Calhoun Callin me a s**er boy you're pushin a broom If you try to pull a ace you'll get a punch in the face All eyes are on my posse when we walk in the place Not the Cunningham family from Happy Days Not the boys who play the bench for the Oakland A's He drop you to a hop to the record he play Couldn't keep it a secret I'm L.L. Cool J Rhymes are all wack and real all real Yo Earl, tell the party people the deal [Earl] Yo listen here Ya ain't no thing, can't complain Get cash like a muh'f**, pa** the "J" [LL Cool J] That's right I'm back he's talks out rap You used to smirk, now you're jockin' cause my name's on the map Sit and lie my homeboy Earl says that it's a E-Love hat With the hands like a hatchet, Cut Creator's in back Cut Creator on the fader, the teacher's pet Baddest man with ten fingers you've ever met And sooner or later we'll house the set Cut Creator cut the record so they don't forget Get down [Hook] Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L [LL Cool J] I make hard rock jams for hard rock fans What I'm sayin's for real, this ain't la-la land Got a can full of jams pullin off the lid Competition in New York can't do what I did No Cinderella story, I paid my dues I rocked at house parties I was down with crews Now I'll never be caught I'm on my P's and Q's And for the rest of your life you wanna be in my shoes I'm strong like stone, hard like cement And I rocked every jam that I ever went Cause I got a better reppin than any emcee has And I'm down like a brother from Alcatraz Get down [Hook] Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L Get Down Go L.L., go L.L., go L.L [LL Cool J] Ni-ni-n***a-n***a-ni-ni-ni- Ninja of rap, the boss is back The only man you should call on when the party is packed From Paris to L.A they say I'm sharp as a pin When it's a Cool J party you gotta get in So I can make you kick steps like Gladys Knight and the Pips One rhyme, you're on my tip, soon as it leaves my lips Up the block kids are talkin and spreadin the news About the new grandmaster the one you'll choose Cause I'm treacherous, I wanna stomp the rest What I'm kickin' couldn't bore, it can only impress I'm not a Hula-Hoop, this ain't no pa**in' phase Hard work pays, I'm gettin straight-up A's Cool J is runnin' things, I want it understood Executioner, I should wear a black hood And carry an axe cause I'm ruff on wax Speakers speakin ?phone-wear from durable? eight-tracks Get down (G, G, G, G, G, G, Get Down)