Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (are you listening?)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (listen to this, hey)
When I start, I master the art of getting down to the heart
And set apart to spark emotion at the slightest sound
And it's probably one of the realest topics ever spoke upon
Speech to gobble a peach; swallow a chunk to choke upon
I'm gifted, I know it
Still I was wandering, no path
They tell me, "Boy, you're a star," (sign me your autograph)
This can't be it though, mind gone, staring into space
Sorry, where was I?
Thoughts gone without a trace
Was the love of my life, hip-hop, God or my wife?
A combination of the three, that would probably me nice
Have to do with, suffice
I break the ice with device, and take advice that
Comes with the price of rolling the dice
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (are you listening?)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down. (Listen to this)
I get down for whatever
Pound to the sound of the ground, any weather
Storms may come, but conform me? - never
My mind transformed by words born to live
Forever scorned, but still I'd rather walk in the light of the truth presented
I never understood grace 'til I really repented,
'Til I truly committed, my total self admitted
Now my hustle has found purpose, and pimping I gotta get it
Even if bloodshed if part of my quest,
I'm embracing my deathbed 'til I'm collecting the rest
I ain't leaving with out receiving what was meant for me:
God's will being fulfilled through my life completely, get down
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (are you listening?)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (listen to this)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (are you listening?)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down. (listen to this, hey)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (are you listening?)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (listen to this, hey)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (are you listening?)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (listen to this, hey)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (are you listening?)
Get down, get down, get down
Get down, (listen to this, hey)
Let me get at the verse, let me get at the vocal
Let me be real as I slowly approach you
Tell me your feelings on the world's conditions
Sign away, but let me get your permission to release conviction alone