Get Down - Heiruspecs

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